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" There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — 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 Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume - 75. oldal
szerző: Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 oldal
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Grammar on its true basis. A manual of grammar. [With] Key

Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1847 - 208 oldal
...the lovely lady's cheek ; There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its dan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light,...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. ALPHABETICAL INDEX TO THE ACCIDENCE, PRINCIPLES, AND MANUAL. [The Roman or Arabic figures not included...

The Poems of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 688 oldal
...the courts of the sun. At the nal, w, of the Moon. One after another. His shipmates drop down dead. Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost...the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak....

Remains of William S. Graham: With a Memoir...

William Sloan Graham - 1849 - 302 oldal
...whilom sang on this wise — " The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak 7 There is not wind enough in the air To move away the...hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up to the sky." A school-boy can correct Milton's roughnesses, and replace them with Pope-ish uniformity:...

Remains of William S. Graham: With a Memoir...

William Sloan Graham - 1849 - 292 oldal
...is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the ahTo move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up to the sky." A school-boy can correct Milton's roughnesses, and replace them with Pope-ish uniformity:...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 oldal
...huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night ia chill; the foreal bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging to light, and hanging BO high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of...

Notes and Queries

1874 - 714 oldal
...it is impossible to doubt who was the author. Let me quote again those wonderful lines : — '•' There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf,...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Also let me draw attention to the passage from Isaiah xvii. 6, to which I believe we owe the origination,...

The Poetry of Science: Or, Studies of the Physical Phenomena of Nature

Robert Hunt - 1849 - 538 oldal
...of which it is a member. The tree represents a world, every part exhibiting a mutual dependence. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky,'' is influenced by, and influences, the lowest which pierces the humid soil. Like voices, the trembling...

Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from ..., 1. kötet

John Aikin - 1850 - 764 oldal
...There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheekThere ost, When kiuttlin in the fanse-house^ Wi' him that...hoordet niu$ Are round an' round divided, An' m<mi<: iky Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her...

Cyclopedia of English Literature: a Selection of the Choicest ..., 2. kötet

Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 oldal
...add a brief specimen : — The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak t he vital chain, And freed his skr. Hush, beating heart of Christabel ! Jesu Maria shield her well 1 She foldeth her arms beneath...

Ancient Irish Minstrelsy

William Hamilton Drummond - 1852 - 332 oldal
...Somewhat similar is the image presented to us in the following lines of Coleridge's Chriltabel:— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." NOTE.—To enhance the valour and address of Conloch, it is recorded in a legend that Cuchullin would...




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