 My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever,...  Poetical Works - Pagina 67door Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1822 - 574 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing : And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...thy spirit lifts its pinions In music's most serene dominions;1 Catching the winds that fan the happy heaven. And we sail on, away, afar, Without a course,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody arc ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that...sea profound, of ever-spreading sound : Meanwhile ihy spirit lift» its pinions In music'», most serene dominions; Catching the winds that fan that... | |
 | Maria Jane Jewsbury - 1830 - 334 pagina’s
...silver waves of their sweet singing. And each doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! ***** And we sail on, away, afar, Without a cloud, without a star, But by the instinct of sweet music... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel lit Beside the helm conducting it. en bees. When I widen the rent in my wind-built tcnl, wood», аЬуамя, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the oeean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading sound. Meanwhile thy spirit lifts... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...of ever-spreading sound. Meanwhile thy spirit lifts it» pinions In music's most serene dominions ; Catching the winds that fan that happy heaven. And... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 pagina’s
...mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the oeean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading sound. Meanwhile thy spirit lifts its pinions In musie's most serene dominions ; Catehing the winds that fan that happy heaven. And we sail on, away,... | |
 | 1840 - 528 pagina’s
...out, were derided by the critics : — And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many- winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one... | |
 | 1843 - 592 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, Till like one in slumber bound. Borne to the ocean I float down around Into a sea profound, of ever-... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, ¡ike one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading... | |
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