 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breeze« strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angel« hear, May have broken... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, r.lides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars pee]) behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When... | |
 | Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland - 1879 - 432 pàgines
...unintelligible. He was a true Chinaman, who, when his love-sick English master tried to elicit his ideas about " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," promptly replied, "My thinkee all same lamp pigeon." Their history, which savours more of the style... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest. As still as a brooding dove. That...tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer i And I laugh to see them whirl and tlee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er iny fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...heaven ahove, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orhed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the...glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight hreezes strewn ; And wherever the heat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have hroken... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pàgines
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals eall the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleeee-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever... | |
 | 1839 - 790 pàgines
...crimison pall of eve may fall From the depth of Heaven above, With tringsfolaed 1 reit on my airy neit, As still as a brooding dove. • . That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call my the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece -like fluor, by the mid-night breezes strewn ; And wherever... | |
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That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn... 
