 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 стор.
...abandon'd Earth, now leave it hare Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair Ï XLIK lie is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice...moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird ; il- is л presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...O'er the abandon'd Earth, now leave it bare Even lo the joyous stars which smile on its despair ! XLH. He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice...moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird j He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 456 стор.
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. ***** The inheritors of unfulfilled renown, Rose from their thrones built beyond mortal thought Far... | |
 | 1844 - 784 стор.
...idealities. In his own beautiful language on the " DEATH of KEATS," " He is made one with Nature ; Ihert is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of Right's sweet bird." Ho is the " РНШСЕ ATHANASE" of his own beautiful creation. " If e had a gentle,... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 350 стор.
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. ****** The inheritors of unfulfilled renown, Rose from their thrones built beyond mortal thought Far... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...thrown O'er the abandon'd earth, now leave it bare Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair ! He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her musie, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to be felt and... | |
 | 1847 - 1230 стор.
...dead, he doth not sleep ; He hath awakened from the dream of life ;" still he could only rejoice that " He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from th« moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird." With how much higher beauty does Milton pour... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 324 стор.
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn : " and, ere we close altogether these memorials of his short earthly being, let us revert to the great... | |
 | 1835 - 606 стор.
...clnv .' 40. He it secure, ami nou- can never mourn A heart groun cald, a head grtncn grey in vain, Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn ! " Adonais " should, strictly speaking, be termed a " Monody." We have but few monodies in our language... | |
 | Henrietta Dumont - 1852 - 330 стор.
...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. Shelley. They too, who mid the scornful thoughts that dwell In his rich fancy, tinging all its streams,... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart... 
