 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 페이지
...Л heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed Oue too like 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 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 페이지
...bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest ¡0 : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of th^ mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 페이지
...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 my leaves are falling like its own 1 The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness.... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 페이지
...sPeed . My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous cue ! Scarce seemed a vision, I would ne er have striven Drive my dead thoughts over the universe ... ., . Like withered leaves to quicken a new As thus with thee in prayer in my sore birth • A, , ,.,, ' i <• i „ And by the incantation of... | |
 | 1883 - 884 페이지
...in my sore need. I fall upon the thorns of life ! I bleed ! Make me thy lyre, even as the forest a ! What if my leaves are falling, like its own ? The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from thee a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness." This wild cry reminds us, by a pathetic law of... | |
 | 1860 - 528 페이지
...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... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1860 - 558 페이지
...Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, ***** Hake me thy lyre, even as the forest ie ! What if my leaves are falling like its own ? The tumult...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,... | |
 | 1860 - 828 페이지
...Autumn's being, Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ! What if my leaves are falling like, its own f The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone. Sweet though in sadness.... | |
 | Catherine Ann Warfield - 1860 - 390 페이지
...One too like thee ! Tameless and swift, and proud — " And continuing to the close, he went on : " Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ; What, if my leaves are falling like its own I The tumult of thy mighty harmonies, Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 페이지
...! A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if...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 an... | |
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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... 
