 ... mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who...  The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature - Side 615redigeret af - 1817Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1817 - 670 sider
...breathing flesh. Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who— but of her anon. I said, with men, and with the thoughts of men, I...Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o*w the herbless granite; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the... | |
 | 1817 - 708 sider
...breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of day that guided me Was there but one who— but of her anon. I said, with men, and with the thoughts of men, I...Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's , wing Fht o er the herbless granite ; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 sider
...of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon I said, with men, and with the thought of men, I held but slight communion ; but instead,...birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herblcss granite; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the new breaking... | |
 | 1817 - 694 sider
...creatures of clay that guided me Was there but one who — but of her anon. I said, with men, and with die thoughts of men, I held but slight communion ; but...to breathe The difficult air of the iced mountain's ton, Where the birds dare pot build, nor insect s wing Flit o'er UK herblese granite s or to plunge... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 sider
...of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon I said, with men, and with the thought of men, I held but slight communion ; but instead,...to breathe The difficult air of the iced mountain's lop. Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbleis granite ; or to plunge... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 sider
...breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon. I held but slight communion ; but instead, My joy...top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's win;; Flit o'er the herbless granite ; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift... | |
 | 1823 - 450 sider
...following splendid passage from Manfred — for from Lord Byron's own mouth will I judge him : — My joy was in the wilderness, to breathe The difficult air of (be iced mountain's top. Where the hirds dare not build, nor insect's wing lilt o'er i In- herble»... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 310 sider
...breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon. I said, with men, and with the thoughts of men, I...Where the birds- dare not build, nor insect's wing Fli t o'er the herbless granite ; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 318 sider
...breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon. I said, with men, and with the thoughts of men, I...instead, My joy was in the Wilderness, to breathe The diflicult air of the iced mountain's top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er... | |
 | 1823 - 474 sider
...following splendid passage from Manfred — for from Lord Byron's own mouth will I judge him : — My joy was in the wilderness, to breathe The difficult air of the iced-nionntain'g top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbless granite... | |
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