 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! Drive...  Select Poems of Shelley - Página 164de Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1898 - 387 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 450 páginas
...bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies EE 2 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce My spirit... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 páginas
...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...the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by tlie incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an uncxtinguished hearth Ashes and... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 páginas
...bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. \. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult...the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 páginas
...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 ! The tumult...the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Tbe trumpet of a prophecy 1 O wind, If Winter comes,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 772 páginas
...thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. TMake me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my itaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty...the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished heanh Ashes and sparks,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 páginas
...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...the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 páginas
...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 páginas
...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... | |
 | Catherine Ann Warfield - 1860 - 390 páginas
...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...the universe, Like withered leaves, to quicken a new birth, And by the incantation of this verse, Scatter — as from an unextinguished hearth, Ashes and... | |
 | 1860 - 528 páginas
...driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, * * * * * • Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ! 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, by... | |
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