 The lightning is his slave; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on! The tempest is his steed, he strides the air; And the abyss shouts from her depth laid bare, Heaven, hast...  Star-names and Their Meanings - Pàgina 27per Richard Hinckley Allen - 1899 - 563 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...ihronp Of thoughts and forms, which else senseless and sJupwless were. The lightning is bis slave ; stream, But km'd it and then fled, as thou mightest in dream. There grew pied wind-flowers and numlxr'd, and roll on! The tempest is his steed, he strides the air And the abyss shouts from her depth... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...shapeless were. The lightning is his slave; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stare, and like a Hock of sheep They pass before his eye, are number'd, and roll on' The tempest is his steed, he strides the air And the abyss shouts from her depth laid bare, Heaven,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 pàgines
...senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stare, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered and roll on ! The tempest is his steed, he strides the air ; And the abyss shouts from her... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pàgines
...throng Of thoughts and forms, which else senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like...They pass before his eye, are number'd, and roll on' The tempest is his stead, he strides the air And the abyss shouts from her depth laid bare. Heaven,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pàgines
...throng Of thoughts and forms, which else senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on ! The tempest is his steed, he strides the air ; And the abyss shouts from her... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 pàgines
...throng Of thoughts and forms, which else senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eyes, are numbered and roll on ! The tempest is his steed, he strides the air ; And the abyss shouts... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 pàgines
...throng Of thought* and forms, which else, senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on t '1 he tempest is his steed, be strides the air : And the abyss shouts, from... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 834 pàgines
...a throng Of thoughts and forms which else senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on I The tempest is his steed, he strides the air ; And the abyss shouts from her... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 854 pàgines
...throng Of thoughts and forms which else senseless and shapeless were. The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of sheep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on I The tempest is his steed, he strides the air ; And the abyss shouts from her... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 pàgines
...throng Of thoughts and forms, which else senseless and shapeless were. . The lightning is his slave ; heaven's utmost deep Gives up her stars, and like a flock of slieep They pass before his eye, are numbered, and roll on ! The tempest is his steed, he strides the... | |
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