 The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in die air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its...  The Dublin University Magazine - Стр. 2581835Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | John Wilson - 1857 - Страниц: 448
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell....to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree." You love her, and you fear for her in her fear — yet what the dread, and what the danger, you know... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - Страниц: 454
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell....to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree." You love her, and you fear for her in her fear — yet what the dread, and what the danger, you know... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - Страниц: 394
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell.—...side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-trea (340) The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - Страниц: 424
...she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ; It moan'd as near as near can be, And what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. " The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1858 - Страниц: 424
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell;...side, it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that meaneth bleak. There is not wind... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - Страниц: 792
...suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is, she can not tell. — On the other side, it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - Страниц: 550
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! . It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell,...side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oik trie The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ' (This " bleak moaning... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - Страниц: 414
...And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell,'...side, it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl Prom the lovely lady's... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - Страниц: 312
...she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel; It moaned as near as near can be, And what it is she cannot tell; On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. " The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - Страниц: 476
...of Scottish History), p. 60-1. THE HIGHLAND WIDOW. CHAPTEE THE FIRST. It wound as near as near could be, But what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side it seemed to be, Of the huge broad-breasted old oak-tree. COLERIDGE. MRS. BETHUNB BALIOL'S memorandum... | |
| |
