 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 strani
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breeze« strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angel« hear, May have broken... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 strani
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. Taylor Coleridge r.lides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 strani
...the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden. Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 strani
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars pee]) behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When... | |
 | Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland - 1879 - 432 strani
...unintelligible. He was a true Chinaman, who, when his love-sick English master tried to elicit his ideas about " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," promptly replied, "My thinkee all same lamp pigeon." Their history, which savours more of the style... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 strani
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest. As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer i And I laugh to see them whirl and tlee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 strani
...heaven ahove, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orhed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the...glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight hreezes strewn ; And wherever the heat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have hroken... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 strani
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er iny fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 368 strani
...to that quarter of the heavens did we next turn our straining gaze. Slowly ascending to the zenith That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, aооп began to let fall her nys upon the yet palpably discerned panorama of distant hills — for... | |
 | 1839 - 790 strani
...with white fire laden, Whom mortals call my the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece -like fluor, by the mid-night breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen fee', Which only the angels hear. May have broken the wool of my tent's thin roof? The stars peep behind... | |
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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... 
