 | William Martin - 1838 - Страниц: 368
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer i And I laugh to see them whirl and tlee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 336
...hreezes strewn ; And wherever the heat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have hroken the woof of my tent's thin roof. The stars peep behind...to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden hees, When I widen the rent in my wind-huilt tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - Страниц: 408
...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals eall the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleeee-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the ealm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 396
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a »wann of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 402
...fleeee-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Whieh only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the ealm rivera, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 738
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides y With warmer love, oh ! with tent, Till the calm river, lakes, and seas, * • The odes to the Skylark and the' Cloud, in the opinion... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Страниц: 490
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm river, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 558
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - Страниц: 540
...glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her uu>een feet, Which only the angels hear. May have broken...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | 1846 - Страниц: 436
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have brokin the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them... | |
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That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's... 
