 I love thee, Baby ! for thine own sweet sake : Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek, Thy tender frame so eloquently weak, Love in the sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her...  Percy Bysshe Shelley, an Appreciation... - Pàgina 29per Thomas Roberts Slicer - 1903 - 74 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Edward Dowden - 1886 - 584 pàgines
...sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity in...thy tender traits express The image of thy mother's loveliness.f * Peacock ndds a note : " The tune was the uniform repetition of three nota not very true... | |
 | Edward Dowden - 1887 - 592 pàgines
...sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity in...deep love I read thy face, recur; More dear art thou, 0 fair and fragile blossom ; Dearest when most thy tender traits express The image of thy mother's... | |
 | Richard Halkett - 1887 - 588 pàgines
...sanctuary. Here is a pretty sonnet:— All that thy passive eyes can feel impart; More, when юте feeble lineaments of her Who bore thy weight beneath...deep love I read thy face, recur; More dear art thou. О fair and fragile blossom; Dearest when most thy tender traits express The image of thy mother's... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1901 - 710 pàgines
...sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...lineaments of her, Who bore thy weight beneath her spotleas bosom, As with deep love I read thy face, recur, — More dear art thou, O fair and fragile... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1905 - 978 pàgines
...sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending 5 Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...blending, All that thy passive eyes can feel impart : More.whcn some feeblelineamentsof her, Who bore thy weight beneath her spotless bosom, 10 As with... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1909 - 948 pàgines
...sternest heart of hate might wake ; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending 5 Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...blending, All that thy passive eyes can feel impart : More.when some feeblelineamentsof her, Who bore thy weight beneath her spotless bosom, 10 As with... | |
 | Daniel J. MacDonald - 1912 - 160 pàgines
...the sternest heart of hate might wake; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...thy tender traits express The image of thy mother's loveliness.192 Coleridge's runs as follows: Charles! my slow heart was only sad when first I scanned... | |
 | Edith Humphris, Douglas Brooke Wheelton Sladen - 1912 - 582 pàgines
...the sternest heart of hate might wake; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...her glances blending, All that thy passive eyes can tell, impart." Mr. Charles Edward Jeffries Esdaile (Jack Esdaile's and lanthe's son) says of his father,... | |
 | Edward Aloysius Pace, Thomas Edward Shields - 1921 - 704 pàgines
...the sternest heart of hate might wake; But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart, Whilst love and pity, in...thy tender traits express The image of thy mother's loveliness.192 Coleridge's runs as follows: Charles! my slow heart was only sad when first I scanned... | |
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