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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 Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume - الصفحة 461
بواسطة Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 607
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The Poetical Melange, المجلد 1

1828
...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...through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, bat I cannot die. For after the rain wbem with never a staua The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 607
...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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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

...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...stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams Build up the dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,...
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832
...chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove, U hile the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the porei of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain,...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 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...stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 882
...snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth...the sky: I pass through the pores of the ocean and snores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain. The pavilion of heaven...
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The Border Magazine, المجلد 1

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...stain 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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 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...stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,...
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The moral and intellectual school book

William Martin - 18?? - عدد الصفحات: 348
...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...stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own...
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