 | Robert Chambers - 1883 - 860 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...; Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed hmbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow day, Blissfully haven'd... | |
 | Royal academy of arts - 166 pàgines
...Thos. Schafer. ., TF Dicksee. "By degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, - Pensive awhile she dreams...dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled." ' The Eve of St. Agnes,' Keats. 984 — DIVES AND LAZARUS Theresa' Thorny . croft. 985 — FORBIDDEN... | |
 | Thomas Firminger Thiselton- Dyer - 1878 - 344 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled." Formerly, too, in Scotland, a number of young men and women met together on St. Agnes's Eve at midnight,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to lier knees; Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the chanr is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplexed she... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1879 - 318 pàgines
...for heaven : — Porphyro grew faint : * She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint. 225 Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort...lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; 230 Blissfully... | |
 | 1880 - 976 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant bodice; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees; Half hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...lay. Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day; Blissfully haven'd... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplexed she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressed Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplexed she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressed Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees ; Half hidden, time in the West, As the sculptor uncovers the liut dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest,... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 pàgines
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her'knees; Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams...awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, [is fled. But dares not look behind, or all the charm Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest,... | |
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Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. 
