 The point of one white star is quivering still Deep in the orange light of widening morn Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it : now it wanes : it gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning...  Macmillan's Magazine - Pàgina 2311860Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Beautiful poetry - 1854 - 432 pàgines
...Stand up amid the ruins of thy heart, And with a calm brow front the solemn stars. A. SMITH. DAWN. The point of one white star is quivering still Deep...and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : 'Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sun-light quivers : hear... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 508 pàgines
...mine, Too long desired, too long delaying, come ! How like death-worms the wingless moments crawl ! Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided...and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air; 'Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseat sun-light quivers : hear... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 pàgines
...mine, Too long desired, too long delaying, come I How like death-worms the wingless moments crawl I The point of one white star is quivering still Deep...and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : 'Tis lost I and through yon peaks of cloudlike snow The roseate sun-light quivers: hear... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1880 - 442 pàgines
...guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze." TURNER. " The point of one white star is quivering still, Deep in the orange light of widening dawn, Beyond the purple mountains. Through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it,... | |
 | 1860 - 528 pàgines
...come, sweet sister mine. Too long denied, too long delaying, come 1 The point of one white star ¡a quivering still, Deep in the orange light of widening...burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in the thin air : "Tie lost ; and through yon peaks of cloudlike snow The roseate sunlight quivers : hear I not The... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 562 pàgines
...one, Fled from the brains which are their prey, From the lamp's death to the morning ray. EARLY DAWN. The point of one white star is quivering still , Deep...and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : 'Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sunlight quivers : hear... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pàgines
...— Ye, follow the bier Of the dead cold year, And make her grave green with tear on tear. SHELLEY. THE point of one white star is quivering still Deep...gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning shreds Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : 'Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 614 pàgines
...creations, equally varied and true to nature. 146. SELECT PASSAGES IN VEIUIE, i. EARLY DAWN. — SHELLEY. THE point of one white star is quivering still Deep...mist the darker lake Reflects it. Now it wanes : it gluams again As the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : 'Tis... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 pàgines
...mine, Too loug desired, too long delaying, come! How like death-worms the wingless moments crawl ! The point of one white star is quivering still Deep...the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven clond unravel in pale air : 'Tis lost ! and throm^h you peaks of clond-like snow The roseate sun-light... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 854 pàgines
...come ! How like death-worms the wingless moments crawl ! Beyond the purple mountains : through a chusm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it;...and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air; 'Tis lo.-t ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sun-light quivers : hear... | |
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