 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 sider
...cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night; Knvy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which...contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now«can never moum A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has... | |
 | 1847 - 1230 sider
...and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture notugniu. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor when the spirit's self has ceased to burn. With sparklcsa ashes load an unlamonted... | |
 | 1851 - 790 sider
...trace His extreme way to her dim dwelling-place. that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch her not, and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain She is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. Peace ! peace... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 sider
...Convulse na and consume us day by day, And colJ hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown, gray in vain; Xor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklesa ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Henrietta Dumont - 1852 - 330 sider
...feel remorse, And thought the voice of wrath a sacred call, To pay the injuries of some on all. Common He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 sider
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, &.nd cold hopes swarm like worms within out living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow slain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain Nor, when... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 sider
...Convulse us and consume us day by day, Ajid cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow slain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain Nor, when... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 474 sider
...hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not ngain ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain , Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 sider
...trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings — We decay Like corpses in a charnel j fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day,...torture not again From the contagion of the world's alow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain Nor,... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 444 sider
...ability, and rather affecting from their moral than intellectual bearing. But now " He has outsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self had ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure... 
