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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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Lessons in Life

Timothy Titcomb - 1861
...are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes to look...

Lessons in Life: A Series of Familiar Essays

Josiah Gilbert Holland - 1861 - 344 oldal
...these are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like — "The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, Oa the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes...

Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century

1863
...no more its uherish'd earth ! Jfr The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its elan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig...

The Poems of S.T. Coleridge, 48. kötet

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 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...

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

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864
...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...

The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 oldal
...is, she cannot tell.— On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, heating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms heneath her cloak, And...

Barbara's history, 67. oldal,3. kötet

Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1864
...of my childish romance, I could not help thinking of this passage in " Christabel :"— " There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Suddenly, while I was repeating the last two lines dreamily over and over, the St. Bernard uttered...

The British Controversialist and Literary Magazine, 1. kötet

1865
...in silence prayeth she. * * * * The night is chill, the forest is bare. Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks np at the sky." Then Christabel descries a strange lady standing in the wood, — " A damsel bright,...

The British Controversialist and Literary Magazine

1865
...IB it the wind that moaneih bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet carl From the lovely lady's cheek. There is not wind enough...red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often аз dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks np at the...

The advanced lesson book, by E.T. Stevens and C. Hole

Edward Thomas Stevens - 1866
...Chrtstabel,' ' The Ancient Mariner,' &o.] 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 foldeth her arms beneath her cloak, And steals to the other side of the...




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