 Spirit of Nature ! here — In this interminable wilderness Of worlds, at whose immensity Even soaring fancy staggers, Here is thy fitting temple ! Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee ; Yet not the meanest...  Queen Mab: A Philosophical Poem, with Notes - Strana 8autor/autoři: Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1831 - 112 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1825 - 380 str.
...temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the parting breeze, Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves, and...Imperishable as this scene ! Here is thy fitting temple. THE AUTHOR OF WAVERLEY. Had Byron never existed, or delighted the world with the energies of bis genins... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 str.
...temple. Yet not the slightest leaf That quivers to the passing Ьгееи I« less instinct with ihee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...dead Less shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! (bon! Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple. II. IF «olitude hath ever led thy... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1831 - 132 str.
...shone like suns, and as the chariot passed, Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature ! here ! .,> Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple. II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild ocean's echoing shore, . And thou hast lingered... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 str.
...less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and fatten« on the dad Lees huts of them that toil and proan! And, conquering by her happiness alone, fi long temple. II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild ocean's echoing shore. And thou... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1832 - 146 str.
...and harmonious, all keeping the paths of immutable necessity. • See Nicholson's Encyclopaedia, art. Light. Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves...fattens on the dead Less shares thy eternal breath. Sprit of Nature! thou! Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple. II. IF solitude hath... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1835 - 122 str.
...lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest wonn That lurks in graves and fattens on the dead Less shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! thoul Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple. II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 410 str.
...temple. Yet not the slightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple ! II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild ocean's echoing shore, And thou hast lingered... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 str.
...fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinet with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! thou I Imperishable as this seene, Here is thy fitting temple ! n. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1842 - 230 str.
...fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze la less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple, . . II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild ocean's echoing shore, And thon hast lingered... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 str.
...fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and...shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! thou I Imperishable as this scene, Here is thy fitting temple ! II. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps... | |
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