 | Frances Martin - 1866 - Страниц: 506
...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... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - Страниц: 412
...pass in thunder. * * * 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... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1866 - Страниц: 264
...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... | |
 | George H. STRUTT - 1866 - Страниц: 260
...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 thro' me on high, Are each... | |
 | English poetry - 1866 - Страниц: 192
...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...woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind and peer ! And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - Страниц: 200
...as a brooding dove. IV. 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... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - Страниц: 588
...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... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - Страниц: 586
...a brooding dove. Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; Aud wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the...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... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - Страниц: 186
...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...woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - Страниц: 328
...ghmmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her nnseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken...thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I langh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-bnilt... | |
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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... 
