 Spirit of Nature ! here, In this interminable wilderness Of worlds at whose immensity Even soaring fancy staggers, Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest...  Things in General - 21 psl.1878Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1825 - 380 psl.
...the chariot's way Innumerable systems roll'd, And countless spheres diffused An ever-varying glory. Spirit of Nature ! here, In this interminable wilderness Of worlds, at whose immensity Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the parting breeze, Is less instinct... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 psl.
...death and ruin driven . Some «bone like suns, and a« the chariot pasa'd. Eclipsed all other light. and snow, Th «oaring fancy suggéra, Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the slightest leaf That quivers to the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 psl.
...worlds to death and ruin driven; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot pe»4 Eclipsed all other light Spirit of Nature ! here ! In this interminable wilderness Of worlds, at whose immensity Even «oaring fancy staggers. Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the «lightest leaf That quivers to the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1832 - 146 psl.
...to death and ruin driven; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot passed, Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature! here! In this interminable wilderness...immensity Even soaring fancy staggers, Here is thy titting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1835 - 122 psl.
...trains of flame, Like worlds to death and ruin driven ; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot passed, Spirit of Nature ! here ! In this interminable wilderness...breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest wonn That lurks in graves and fattens on the dead Less shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 psl.
...to death and ruin driven; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot pui'd Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature ! here ! In this interminable wilderness...staggers, Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the slightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze la less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 410 psl.
...death and ruin driven ; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot passed, Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature ! here ! In this interminable wilderness...staggers, Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the slightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 psl.
...death and ruin driven ; Some shone like suns, and as the chariot passed, Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature ! here ! In this interminable wilderness Of worlds, at whose immensity Even soaring faney staggers, Here is thy fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 psl.
...is thy fitting temple. Yet not the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze Is less instinet with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in...shares thy eternal breath. Spirit of Nature ! thou I Imperishable as this seene, Here is thy fitting temple ! n. IF solitude hath ever led thy steps To... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1842 - 230 psl.
...the chariot passed, Eclipsed all other light. Spirit of Nature ! here, In this interminable wilderneu Of worlds, at whose immensity Even soaring fancy staggers,...the lightest leaf That quivers to the passing breeze la less instinct with thee : Yet not the meanest worm That lurks in graves and fattens on the dead... | |
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