 | 1828 - 814 pągines
...the jag of a mountain crag, :. Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset...above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pągines
...breathe, from the 111 sea bee eat li, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of etc Filling with spiritual sweets to plenitude. As bees...their cells. And by the feud Twixt Nothing arid C Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pągines
...In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may...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 ; And wherever... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pągines
...In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardors Coleridge 0 call the moon, r.lides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pągines
...eagle alit, one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings ; And when sunset may breathe, from the sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And...From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rett, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pągines
...the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset...from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of lore, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pągines
...ardors of rest and of 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...orbed maiden, with white fire laden. Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pągines
...the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset...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 ; And wherever... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pągines
...the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset...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 ; And wherever... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pągines
...the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight 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 ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet... 
