 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Mœnad, even R @R Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted... | |
 | 1840 - 974 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm." But we cannot pass over so cursorily the Hymn of Apollo, because in the severe simplicity and selection... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Ma-nad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height. The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted... | |
 | The Mirror of Literature,Amusement,and Instruction: VOL.XXXIII - 1839 - 446 psl.
...streaming in the wind : " Like the bright liair uplifteJ from the head Of some tierce mœaad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon, to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm." He dashed into the wild recesses of the forest, where he might compass, without limit or curtailment,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 psl.
...surfaee of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fieree Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the doom of a vast sepulehre, Vaulted... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 psl.
...surfaee of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fieree Mienad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The loeks of the approaehing storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to whieh this elosing night Will be the... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Moenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The loots of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Mœnad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the doom of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 psl.
...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Msenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted... | |
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Maenad, ev'n from the dim verge of the horizon to the zenith's height — the locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge of the dying year, to which this closing night will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, vaulted with all thy congregated might of vapours,... 
