 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
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - Страниц: 862
...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...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,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - Страниц: 860
...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 heaved were' soft and low, And nai3ght was green upon the oak But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree,... | |
 | Mrs. J. W. Shoemaker - 1896 - Страниц: 430
...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...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,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - Страниц: 680
...her lather loves so well, What makes her in the wood so U-.e, A furlong from the castle gate! She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight...midnight wood will pray For the weal of her lover that's fir a*.> j She stole along, she nothing spoke. The sighs she heaved were soft and 1 r, And naught was... | |
 | Elinor Mead Buckingham - 1897 - Страниц: 356
...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 mistletoe: She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1898 - Страниц: 166
...father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, 25 A furlong from the castle gate ? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight...will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away. 30 She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she heaved were soft and low, And naught was green... | |
 | 1923 - Страниц: 748
...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...naught was green upon the oak But moss and rarest mistletoe: She kneels beneath the hugh oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly,... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1994 - Страниц: 268
...father loves so well, 25 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 pray 30 For the weal of her lover that's far away. She stole along, she nothing spoke, The sighs she heaved... | |
 | Frances Mayes - 2001 - Страниц: 548
...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;...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 - 2002 - Страниц: 260
...father loves so well, What makes her in the woods so late, 25 A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed knight;...will pray For the weal of her lover that's far away. 30 She stole along, she nothing spoke, The breezes they were still also, And naught was green upon... | |
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