 | 1828 - 814 pagina’s
...crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pagina’s
...In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, r.lides idge tcnl, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pagina’s
...golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of lore, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...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...behind her and peer: And I laugh to see them whirl and Hee. Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my windbuilt tent, Till the calm rivers,... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pagina’s
...Whilst be is dissolving in rains. The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning pinnies outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing; rack,...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... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pagina’s
...heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains. The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pagina’s
...eyes. And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning-star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagina’s
...heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains. The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back...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 Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pagina’s
...may breathe, from the lit sea benealh, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of ere may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings...widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the... | |
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And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 my fleece-like floor... 
