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" The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully,... "
The Spiritual Magazine - Page 34
1869
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails #'$ k q $ ~! ! 1 am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling Лп«8 Whose sails t still loved And cherish'd these my kindred ; — then forgive This boas nvi-u I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Hesui The soul...
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The republic of letters, [ed.] by A. Whitelaw, Volume 3

Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 pages
...Descends on me ; my spirit's bnrk is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven : I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais,...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...trembling dun; Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth nnd sphered skies are riven: I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of HeaTa The soul of Adonais, like a star. Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. VERSES ADDRESSED...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 5

1839 - 914 pages
...Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ; I am borne darkly, fearfully afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...on me ; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am horne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 pages
...throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully afar; Whilst burning...veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beaeons from the abode where the Eternal are. MISCELLANEOUS. TO E*** V»*». MADONNA, wherefore hast...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 pages
...trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adouais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. MISCELLANEOUS. TO E*** V»*»....
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United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Volume 13

1843 - 708 pages
...earth and sphered ikiee are ering walls of Rome— the sepulehre of r'ven ! his ashes and our joy. I am borne darkly, fearfully afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil • of Heaven, LINES ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT. RY MISS ANNE C. LYNCH. WHY should we weep for thee, Since thou hast...
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The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Volume 13

1843 - 678 pages
...earth and sphered skies are ering walls of Rome— the sepulchre of "ven ! , his ashes and our joy. I am borne darkly, fearfully afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, LINES ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT. BY MISS ANNE C. LYNCH. WHY should we weep for thee, Since thou hast...
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