 | 1843 - 744 oldal
...and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. " Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplcx'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs and soul fatigued... | |
 | 1897 - 986 oldal
...of nothing quite comparable to it, save Carpaccio's pictures of the legend of St. Ursula. Indeed the Soon trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplei'd she lay, and wan r The Border Law. warmth of sleep op303 Until the poppied prees'd Her soothed... | |
 | 1845 - 614 oldal
...•• mer maid in sea-weed .'" But the next stanza is perhapa the most exquisite hi the poem. XXVIT. protection of his innocence; The sinless age, by conscience is enrolled, Yet mutinously II' r soothed limbs, and soul, fatigued away, Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 oldal
...awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 oldal
...awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued... | |
 | 1841 - 178 oldal
...and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, IJut dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressed Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
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Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. 
