 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...prayer in my sore need. 3h ! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and...autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fieree, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...prayer in my sore need. Oh ! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and...like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies EE 2 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce My spirit... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 578
...thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves arc falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 592
...prayer in my sore need. Oh ! lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chained and...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud . v. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 770
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. v. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Tbe trumpet of... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 520
...hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. V. Make me thy 13're, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 772
...thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. TMake me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my itaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty...impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
 | 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...whose unseen presence the leave» dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, * * * * * • Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ! What if...thou, spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous me ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe, Like withered leaves, to quicken a new birth; And, by... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud....impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like wither'd leaves, to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from... | |
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Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! 
