 Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way. The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed...  The Dublin University Magazine - Стр. 2581835Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - Страниц: 654
...yesternight Of her own betrothed knight ; Dreams that made her moan and leap As on her bed she lay in sleep ; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that 's far away. She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she heaved were soft and low, And naught... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1882 - Страниц: 720
...her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight;...spoke, The sighs she heaved were soft and low, And nought was green upon the oak But moss and rarest misletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree,... | |
 | Caroline Fox - 1882 - Страниц: 380
...Coleridge gave Barclay his own idea about Christabel. He thinks the poem all hinges on the lines — " And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away," and that this is a Catholic idea of expiation, that the lover had fallen into some great sin, and Christabel... | |
 | Caroline Fox - 1882 - Страниц: 420
...Coleridge gave Barclay his own idea about Christabel. He thinks the poem all hinges on the lines — " And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away," and that this is a Catholic idea of expiation, that the lover had fallen into some great sin, and Christabel... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - Страниц: 686
...that made her moan and leap As on her bed she lay in sleep ; And she in the midnight wood will pray She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she...naught was green upon the oak But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly,... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - Страниц: 562
...her own betrothed knight ; Dreams that made her moan and leup, As on her bed she lay in sleep ; 30 And she in the midnight wood will pray for the weal...far away. She stole along, she nothing spoke, The breezes thev were still also ; And nought was green upon the oak, Hut moss and rarest mistletoe : She... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - Страниц: 382
...father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight; And she in the midnight wood will pra For the weal of her lover that's far awaj She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she heaved... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - Страниц: 734
...yesternight Of her own betrothed knight ; Dreams that made her moan and leap As on her bed she lay in sleep ; And she in the midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that 's far away. She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she heaved were soft and low, And naught... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1884 - Страниц: 310
...father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight...naught was green upon the oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Joseph Skipsey - 1884 - Страниц: 304
...father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castlo gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight...naught was green upon the oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly,... | |
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