 | Edward Phillips - 1824 - 310 str.
...printed the Memoir oj him. I extract the following beautiful Song. SONG. THE SPIRIT OF DELIGHT. 1. Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight ! Wherefore...weary night and day Tis since thou art fled away. 2. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff at... | |
 | 1824 - 406 str.
...imitation of the older English poets, and has some beautiful thoughts -. — " Rarely, rarely, cotnest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left...weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thcc back again ? With the joyous and the free Tl«7» wilt scoff at... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 str.
...countenance, with serpent locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. Florence, 1819. SONG. RARELY, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore...now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day "Pis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 str.
...with serpent locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. SONG. RARELY, rarely, comest them, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night ? Many a weary night and day "Pis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and... | |
 | 1824 - 818 str.
...poets of the age of Charles I. Rarely, rarely, earnest thou, Spirit of Delight ! Wherefore hast thon left me now Many a day and night ? Many a weary night and day Tis since thou art tied away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 str.
...smiles we ever seek, — In thy place — ah ! well-a-day ! We find the thing we fled — To-day. SONG. RARELY, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of delight ! Wherefore...weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me . , Win thee back again ? With the joyoas and the free Thou wilt scoff at... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 str.
...countenance, with serpent locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. Florence, 1819. SONG. RAIILT, en corrupted by the tilth of populous cities, is a...insidious destroyer.1 Who can wonder thai all the induceme I is since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again? With the joyous and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 str.
...locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. Florence, 1819. SONG. RARELT, rarely, coraest ing« revive in field or grove, And sky and sea, but...which move, And for all others, life and love. PA Tie since thou an fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 str.
...locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. Florence, 1819. SONG. RARELY, rarely, comes thon, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now...weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff ut pain. Spirit false! thou hast forgot AH but those wbu... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 str.
...countenance, with serpent locks, Gazing in death on heaven from those wet rocks. Florence, 1819. SONG. RARXLY, rarely, comest thou. Spirit of Delight ! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night T Many a weary night and day T is since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back... | |
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RARELY, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again? 
