 | Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - Страниц: 454
...rich voice, softened into harmony with the summer twilight, rang through the chambers of my memory. And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only...The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to sec them whirl and flee Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent In my wind-built tent Tilt... | |
 | Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - Страниц: 456
...rich voice, softened into harmony with the summer twilight, rang through the chambers of my memory. And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only...hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The-atars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee Like a swarm of golden... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - Страниц: 474
...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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - Страниц: 522
...ttill at 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... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - Страниц: 466
...still as a brooding dove. That orb&d maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When 1 widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1856 - Страниц: 518
...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...The stars peep behind her and peer : And I laugh to sec them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - Страниц: 676
...mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewu ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only...and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, lake a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my Trind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes,... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 754
...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...angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin root', The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - Страниц: 298
...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... | |
 | 1858 - Страниц: 460
...with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, B f the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat...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... | |
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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... 
