 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, :. Which an earthquake...from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the hack of my sailing rack. When the morning-star shines dead. As 8 ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the mormng star shines dead ; As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack. When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...golden wings ; And when sunset may breathe, from the sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning-star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alii one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the hack of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven ahove, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...burning plumes outspread. Leaps on the back of my sailing rack. When the morning-star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake...wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea benealh, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of ere may fall From the depth of heaven... | |
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Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit, one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. 
