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" There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. "
Lectures on English Literatures from Chaucer to Tennyson - 115. oldal
szerző: Henry Reed - 1866 - 411 oldal
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

Christabel: Kubla Khan : a Vision ; The Pains of Sleep

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 242 oldal
...broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet...hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak. What sees...

Christabel: Kubla Khan, a Vision ; The Pains of Sleep

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 82 oldal
...broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet...dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, aud hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel!...

An Address to the Literary Members of the University

John Bickerton - 1816 - 70 oldal
...— The night is chill ; the forest bare ; .• ..,..• Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clany. That dances as often as dance it can, "x " - . Hanging so light, and hanging so high, . On the...

The Eclectic Review, 5. kötet;23. kötet

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1816 - 678 oldal
...old oak tree. T!ve night is chill ; the forest bare : Is it the wind that tnoaneth bleak ; There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There ii not wind enough to twirl The one fed leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it...

The Augustan review, 3. kötet

1816 - 676 oldal
...moorf*:"— • " The night is chill, the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheekThere is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the lust of its clan, That dances as often...

The European Magazine, and London Review, 70. kötet

1816 - 612 oldal
...tale we have hitherto omitted, we cannot deny ourselves the pleasure of transcribing the following:— Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." The larger and more imposing appearances ot nature are generally made use of in description...

The Literary Panorama and National Register

1816 - 592 oldal
...There is not wind enough in the ait To move away the ringlel curl From the lovely lady's cheekThere is not wind enough to twirl • The one red leaf, the last of its clanj That dances as often as dance it can Hanging so light, and hanging so high, Ou the top.most twig...

The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], 5. kötet

1816 - 658 oldal
...broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl There is not wind enough to twirl From the lovely lady's cheek.— The one red leaf, the last of its...

Blackwood's Magazine, 6. kötet

1820 - 774 oldal
...first introduced. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moancth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its dan, That dances as often as dance it can. Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 6. kötet

1820 - 784 oldal
...first introduced. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheekThere is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often...




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