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" And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, Gathering again in drops upon the pines, And tremulous as they, in the deep night My being was condensed... "
Shelley's Goddess: Maternity, Language, Subjectivity - Side 179
av Barbara Charlesworth Gelpi - 1992 - 336 sider
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volum 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 sider
...mingle through my blood Till it became his life, and his grew min«, And 1 was thus absorb'd, until e deaXw / gathcr'd, I could hear His voice, whose accents linger'd ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sider
...it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorb'd, until it past, And like the vapors >tering gather'd, I could hear His voice, whose accents linger'd ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sider
...it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorb'd. until it past, And like the vapors when the sun sinks down Gathering again in drops upon...condensed ; and as the rays Of thought were slowly gather'd, I could hear His voice, whose accents linger'd ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 sider
...through mv blood Till it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorbed, until it passed, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, Gathering...were slowly gathered, I could hear His voice, whose aceents lingered ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody : thy name Among the many sounds alone...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 sider
...through my blood Till it beeame his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorbed, until it passed, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, Gathering...tremulous as they, in the deep night My being was eondensed ; and as the rays Of thought were slowly gathered, I eould hear His voiee, whose aeeents...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volum 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 sider
...through my blood Till it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorbed, until it passed, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, Gathering...the pines, And tremulous as they, in the deep night Mv being was condensed ; and as the rays Of thought were slowly gathered, I could hear Hie voice, whose...
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The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumer 1-4

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 sider
...through my blood Till it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorbed, until it passed, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, "Gathering...whose accents lingered ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody: thy name Among the many sounds alone I heard Of what might be articulate ; though still...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 414 sider
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: With Notes

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 sider
...mingle through my blood Till it became his life, and his grew mine, And I was thus absorb'd, until it past, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down,...whose accents lingered ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody : thy name Among the many sounds alone I heard Of what might be articulate ; though still...
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Poetical Works, Volumer 1-2

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 854 sider
...through my blood Till it became his life, and his grew mine ; And I was thus absorbed, nntil it passed, And like the vapours when the sun sinks down, Gathering...whose accents lingered ere they died Like footsteps of weak melody : thy name Among the many sounds alone I heard Of what might be articulate ; though still...
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