 | 1828 - 814 oldal
...the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, :. Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | 1831 - 542 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack. When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit,...golden wings ; And when sunset may breathe, from the sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alii one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings....pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 oldal
...the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead ; A> on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of lore, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 oldal
...on the hack of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven ahove, With... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit,...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack. When the morning-star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea benealh, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of ere may fall From the depth of heaven... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 oldal
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit t In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours... | |
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Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. 
