 | 1822 - 582 pągines
...— p. 177Asia turns her soul into an enchanted boat, in which she performs a wonderful voyage : ' My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing : And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the... | |
 | 1824 - 488 pągines
...as if a fellow had been at a feast of words, and stolen all the scraps. But let's have it. MUSIC : " My Soul is an enchanted boat, which, like a sleeping Swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing."— SHELLEY: It rose upon me, clear and nigh, A rich and perfect harmony : Three... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pągines
...wind* wilh lightness, Till they Fail, as 1 am failing, Id/- v, lost, yet unbewailiog ! ASIA. My sou] is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds... | |
 | Maria Jane Jewsbury - 1830 - 334 pągines
...spirits, will be productive of more loss than gain." " Treason reiterated !" exclaimed Julia. f " ' My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of their sweet singing. And each doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pągines
...Walk upon the winds with lightness, Till they fail, as I am failing, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing ! thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel lit Beside the helm conducting it. Whilst all the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pągines
...upon the winds with lightness, Till they fail, as I am failing, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing ! ASIA. My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the... | |
 | Monthly literary register - 1839 - 720 pągines
...where'er thou moveit. Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom thou lovest Asia. My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the... | |
 | 1843 - 592 pągines
...Prometheus are full of fanciful thoughts, but they never reach the " brightest heaven of invention." " My soul is an enchanted boat, Which like a sleeping swan doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1844 - 548 pągines
...Webster's an image of such grace, fineness, and beauty, as the following from Shelley : " My «oui i» an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm, conducting it, While all the... | |
 | 1845 - 888 pągines
...melancholy,' Pico. ' Oh! Pico! Pico ! why art thou Pico !' When thou openest ' thy doors of breath,' ' THE soul is an enchanted boat Which like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing} And thine does like an angel sit Beside the belA conducting it.' There is a soul-stirring... | |
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My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan? doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. 
