 | English essays - 1848 - 744 pages
...talking of " the genii of the storm" is very questionable taste, yet what noble lines succeed : — And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar-frost of the morn, Or, starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-colour'd East ; for... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...quivering wounds When the rocks split and close again behind: V. In!, from their loud abysses howliug throng The genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail. And yet (o me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn, Or starry, dim, and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...howling tlirong 'he genii of the storm, urging the rage f whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail. nd 4 " Ce &pl+S R G= _ ko -čn: L @ mom, Эг starry, dim, and slow, the olher climbs 'he leadon-color'd east ; for then they lead 'he... | |
 | Aeschylus - 1832 - 84 pages
...bring A longing after day, $c. P. 8, L. 16, 17, 18. 23-4. aapivia ci act, 17 iTOtKl\lilJLWV I'i'^,. Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn, Or...and slow the other climbs The leaden-coloured east. SHELLEY, PROM. UNB. -and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 634 pages
...Mocking me: and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks split and close again behind : While from...and night, Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the mom, Or starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-color'd east j for then they lead The wingless,... | |
 | England - 1842 - 538 pages
...Mocking me ; and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds, When the rocks split and close again behind ; While from...me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar-frost of the morn, Or starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-coloured east ; for then... | |
 | 1842 - 818 pages
...below, Have its deaf wares not heard my agony T Ah me ! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever !" » * * * "And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one...morn. Or starry, dim and slow, the other climbs The leaden-color'd east ; for then they lead The wingless, crawling hours, One among whom — As some dark... | |
 | American periodicals - 1872 - 862 pages
...Mocking me; and the earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks split and close again behind : While from their loud abysses bowling throng The genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail.... | |
 | William Dobson - 1845 - 204 pages
...could first reach. — Robertsons Hist. Charles V., Vol. III. WEDNESDAY, August 27. Into Greek Iambics. And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one...lead The wingless, crawling hours, one among whom Shall drag thee, cruel King, to kiss the blood From these pale feet, which then might trample thee... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 pages
...Mocking me : and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks split and close again behind: While from...genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and atllict me with keen hail. I And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar-frost... | |
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Heaven's winged hound, polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own, tears up My heart; and shapeless sights come wandering by, The ghastly people of the realm of dream... 
