 | 1820 - 774 pages
...be — my father's spirit His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes, as a shape more like...Even the form which tortured me on earth, Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine,... | |
 | 1820 - 760 pages
...be — my father's spirit His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes, as a shape more like...himself, Even the form which tortured me on earth, j Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes... | |
 | 1821 - 536 pages
...be—my father's spirit, His eye, his voice, his touch, surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life! If sometimes, as a shape more like...Even the form which tortured me on earth, Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...should be— my father's spirit His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me; The atmosphere and breath er's being mingle — Why not I with thine? See the mountains Mask'd in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...be — rny father's spirit His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath oices, praises God. LINES warm!» IN тяг ALBUM AT ELBINOERODE, IN T ibrm which tortured me on earth, Mask'd in gray hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...be — my lather's spirit His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes, as a shape more like himself, Even the ibrm which tortured me on earth, Mask'd in gray hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...be — my father's spirit, His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes, as a shape more like...Even the form which tortured me on earth, Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles,he should come, And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine,... | |
 | The Westminster Review January-April 1841 - 1841 - 582 pages
...be—my father's spirit, His eye, his voice, his touch, surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life! If sometimes, as a shape more like...Even the form which tortured me on earth, Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come, And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pages
...life! If sometimes, as a shajH? more like himself, Even the form which tortured me on earth, Mask'd in gray hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind...and drag me down, down, down! For was he not alone omnijwtent On Earth, and ever presen! ? even though dead, Hoes not his spirit live in all that breathe,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pages
...father's spirit. His eye, his voice, his touch surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead Ufe ! If sometimes, as a shape more like himself, Even the form which tortured me on earth, Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles,he should come, And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine,... | |
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Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles, he should come And wind me in his hellish arms, and fix His eyes on mine, and drag me down, down, down! 
