 | 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 628
...is lost, I* ut hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence. ****** And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to...delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee I How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea. And the big rain comes dancing to the earth! And now again... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 618
...understand, That in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever (herein lurk'd. And this is in the night ; — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! lei me be A sharer in ihy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the... | |
 | 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 748
...transported as to pour out in earnest agony a prayer for absorption into the terrific scene, — " Let me be, A sharer in thy fierce and far delight; A portion of the tempest, and of thee ;" this man was blasted in spirit, at fierce enmity with his species, for he was a scornful aud cold... | |
 | 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...along', From peak to peak, LEAPS THE LITE THUSCDEll! — not from OI1C lone cloud But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud Back to the joyous Alps toho call to her aloud.And this is in the night: — most glorious night* Thou wert not sent for slumber!... | |
 | John William Polidori, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, John Mitford - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 94
...thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers thro' her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps who call...wer't not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy far and fierce delight, — A portion of the tempest and of me ! How the lit lake shines a phosphoric... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her...shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who <call to her aloud! xcm. And this is in the night : — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be... | |
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... The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder... 
