Our eyeless bark sails free,
Though with boom and spar
Andes, Alp, or Himmalee
Strikes never moon or star.
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My highway is unfeatured air, I rest forever on my way, |
O earth! art thou not weary of thy graves? |
Oh, be not ether-borne, poet of earth; |
From the German by Lord Bulwer-Lytton Each takes for himself as it pleases, |
From “Alastor”; Preface EARTH, ocean, air, belovèd brotherhood! |
As from the earth the light Balloon |
Delia, th' unkindest girl on earth, |
High from the earth I heard a bird, |
Somewhere upon the general Earth |