Search Images Maps Play YouTube News Gmail Drive More »
Sign in
Books Books
" ... 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 - Page 625
edited by - 1817
Full view - About this book

The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany, Volume 79

English literature - 1817
...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...
Full view - About this book

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 1

1817
...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...
Full view - About this book

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Volume 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - American literature - 1817
...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...
Full view - About this book

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Volume 1

English literature - 1817
...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...
Full view - About this book

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Volume 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - American literature - 1817
...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...
Full view - About this book

The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822
...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...
Full view - About this book

The Manchester iris, Volume 2

1823
...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- herbleĽ...
Full view - About this book

Select Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: In Two Volumes, Volume 2

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1823
...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...
Full view - About this book

The works of lord Byron, Volume 5

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823
...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...
Full view - About this book

The Album, Volume 3

Great Britain - 1823
...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...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF