 | 1828 - 814 oldal
...rest, on mine airy nest, That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 oldal
...laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breeze« strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angel« hear, May have broken the woof of my tenl's thin roof, The stars peep bebind her and peer;... | |
 | 1832 - 598 oldal
...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...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 oldal
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, r.lides idge May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to... | |
 | 1831 - 542 oldal
...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...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear. May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer : And I laugh to... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 oldal
...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...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...orbed maiden, with white fire laden. Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer: And I laugh to... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 oldal
...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 thin roof, The stars pee]) behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 oldal
...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...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 oldal
...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...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer i And I laugh to... | |
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May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl... 
