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" 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 their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, 80 ••I silently laugh at my own cenotaph. "
English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson - Page 521
edited by - 1915 - 816 pages
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 26

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1822
...heaven is bare, . j And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, - « And out...ghost from the tomb, I arise, and unbuild it again.' — pp. 199, 200. There is a love-sick lady, who ' dwells under the glaucous caverns of ocean,' and...
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The Quarterly review, Volume 26

1822
...nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the oceans and shores, I change, but I cannot die. For For after the rain, when with never a stain • ,...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 Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

...earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change but I cannot die. For after the rain, when,...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
...heaven is bare, And Ihe winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it. Higher...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832
...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,...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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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
...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, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. L'ALLEGRO ; OR, THE MERRY MAN.— Milton. Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight...
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The moral and intellectual school book

William Martin - Readers - 18?? - 348 pages
...earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky : I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when,...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 Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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...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 Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. AN EXHORTATION. CH AMEI.BONS feed on light and air ; Poets' food is love and fame : I f in this wide...
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Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - English literature - 1844
...the earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; histl 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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