 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 pàgines
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm river, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 pàgines
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - 200 pàgines
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built teut, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1869 - 438 pàgines
...still' as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, AVhom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, N When I widen the ront1 in my wind -built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 pàgines
...expression, " Leave not a rack behind," is well known. 8 It» ardors, — its warm sympathies with. Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars j>eep behind her ami peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When... | |
 | William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 pàgines
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 628 pàgines
...still as a brooding dove. IV. That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the Moon Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, — Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1870 - 496 pàgines
...as a brooding dove. 4. That orbtJd Maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of _ the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pàgines
...other of his productions. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | 1907 - 1184 pàgines
...Cloud " or "The Skylark." " That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor By the midnight...tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer." There is a music in that which is not Longfellow's. By his contemporaries, too, he is excelled in certain... | |
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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, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's... 
