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" I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with... "
The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction ... - Page 535
edited by - 1915 - 918 pages
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

1831
...While the moist earth was laughing below. 1 am the daughter of the earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean...and sunbeams, with their convex gleams Build up the dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 pages
...million-color'd bow ; The sphere-fTre above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. [ ea M Ihe winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832
...the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like...
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The Border Magazine

English literature - 1833
...air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fires above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I...never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the wind and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at...
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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
...the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I...The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...the air are chain'd to my chair, Is the million-colour'd bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 348 pages
...While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of the earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky : I pass through the pores of the ocean...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poets, English - 1840
...air are chained to my Is the million-coloured bow ; [chair, The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I...bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns...
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Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - English literature - 1844
...sphere-fire above, ite soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of the ame, An 1. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain. Like a child from the womb, like...
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Cyclopędia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...sphere-fire above, its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of the l and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl. From cape to I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like...
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