 On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that inoaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There...  The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pàgina 281per James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 pàgines
...oak, But moss and rarest misletoo : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence praycth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she can not tell.— On the other side, it seems to be, . ' Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 712 pàgines
...oak tree, Ami in^silence ijray,g,tibi*she. It moaned as near, as near can be, Bi^wHlFifTsT^he can not tell.—- On the Other side, it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 pàgines
...moss and rarest misletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, Arlft m sifence prayeth she. '• , It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she can not tell. — On the other side, it see'ms to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 404 pàgines
...oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell; On the other side, it seem'd to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 416 pàgines
...oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell; On the other side, it seern'd to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. There is not wind enough in the air To move... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1855 - 528 pàgines
...of life or understanding. - CHAPTER VIII. SEfjr ^Cflfjlairt ZUttioto. It wound as near as near could be, But what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side it seemed to he, Of UK huge broad-breasted old oak-tree. Coleridge. MRS. BETHUNE BALIOL'S memorandum begins... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 424 pàgines
...it is, she cannot tell; On the other side, it seem'd to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moancth bleak. There is not wind enough in the air To more away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 448 pàgines
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree." You love her, and you fear for her in her fear — yet what the dread, and what the danger, you know... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 466 pàgines
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree." You love her, and you fear for her in her fear — yet what the dread, and what the danger, you know... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 454 pàgines
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree." You love her, and you fear for her in her fear — yet what the dread, and what the danger, you know... | |
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