 | Garland - 1836 - Страниц: 246
...whence I had come, That I might there present it I — Oh ! to whom ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me— who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - Страниц: 634
...there present it!— Oh! to whom! LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I A»ISF. from dreams of thee In the lust sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet HOB led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,... | |
 | Страниц: 708
...dies upon her heart, As I must on thine, Beloved as thon art. Mr. O. Salaman (or CB TovmtendJ. I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright ; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - Страниц: 408
...light, The night is good ; beeause, my love, They never lay good-night. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. s of In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ! To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 694
...following, by a modern Pocl, much in the vein of drew. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. or SHELLEY. I arise from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep of night,...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are seining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 528
...thee naked to laughter. When leaves fall, and cold winds come. IV. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The nightingale's complaint, It dies... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 368
...yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow ; Naught may endure but Mutability. LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led nie — who knows how ? — To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 402
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ! To thy ehamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The ehampak odours fail Like sweet .thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's eomplaint, It dies upon her... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 738
...stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, Uke joy in memory yet Lines to an Indian Air. I arise ! Durandarte, he who slew thee, Wherefore left he me alive J* Abma> th Has led me — who knows how? — To thy chamber window, sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 746
...stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. Lines to an Indian Air. I arise en, Has led me — who knows how! — To thy chamber window, sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering... 
