 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 408 pągines
...they bum again. And we will talk, until thought's melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With...under our being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deckel life, shall be Confused in passion's golden purity, As mountain-springs under the morning Suru... | |
 | 1855 - 320 pągines
...and live Be one. So will we talk, until thought's melody Becomes too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart Harmonising silence without sound Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 pągines
...thought'! melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, whicb dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart...eclipse The soul that burns between them, and the wellf Which boil under our being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deepest life, shall be Confused... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 pągines
...shall intermix, our bosoms bound, Ami our veins beat together ; and our lips, With other eloqnence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them...and the wells Which boil under our being's inmost colls, The fountains of our deepest life, shall be Confused in passion's gol'ien purity, As mountain-springs... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pągines
...they burn again. And we will talk, until thought's melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, Harmonising silence without a sound. Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 584 pągines
...they burn again. And we will talk, until thought's melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, Harmonising silence without a sound. Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat... | |
 | Georg Brandes - 1875 - 544 pągines
...will break at last. og man sammenligne hermed den fuldstęndigt ekstatiske Slutning af Epipsychidion : Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound And our...being's inmost cells, The fountains of our deepest life, shal be Confused in passions golden purity As mountain springs under the morning sun. One hope within... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 458 pągines
...burn again. And we will talk, until thought's melody wo Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With...sound. Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, MS And our veins beat together; and our lips With other eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 pągines
...they burn again. And we will talk, until thought's melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, Harmonising silence without a sound. Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 pągines
...they burn again. And we will talk, until thought's melody Become too sweet for utterance, and it die In words, to live again in looks, which dart With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, Harmonising silence without a sound. Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat... | |
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Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together; and our lips With other eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them... 
