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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 - 65. oldal
szerző: Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 oldal
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Lectures on English literature, from Chaucer to Tennyson

Henry Reed - 1855 - 411 oldal
...bleak. There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheok ; There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf,...hanging so high On the topmost twig that looks up to the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel !" There is one more principle in the study of language...

The New England Farmer

1855
...there is one left, which neither frost, nor winds, nor beating rains have parted from its stem : — " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...can ; Hanging so light and hanging so high, On the topmast twig that looks up at the sky," was influenced by, and did influence, the lowest root which...

Transactions of the Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire ..., 7-8. kötet

1855
...forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak '.' There is not wind enough in the air To move aw»y the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ; There...The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances aa often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up...

Transactions of the Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire ..., 8. kötet

Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire - 1856
...existed ; and so in Chri&tabel : — The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. And the exquisite ballad of Geiievieve gives further testimony of the same kind. But it may be thought...

The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 388 oldal
...huge, 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...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...

Class Book of Poetry: Consisting of Selections from Distinguished English ...

John Seely Hart - 1857 - 384 oldal
...broad-breasted, old oak-trea (340) The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...at 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....

The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 388 oldal
...huge, 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...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...

Lectures on the British Poets, 2. kötet

Henry Reed - 1857
...it the wind that moanetb. bleak ? 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...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...

Lectures on the British Poets, 1. kötet

Henry Reed - 1857 - 408 oldal
...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 cheek ; There is not wind enough...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. While the innocent Christabel is thinking her prayers from the depths of her pure and loving heart,...

The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., 7. kötet

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858
...huge, 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...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...




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