 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
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1909 - 948 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit 75 Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems...many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, 80 A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down,... | |
 | Alfred Austin - 1910 - 276 pagina’s
...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...around, Into a sea profound of ever-spreading sound. There is a magic of sound in the verse so enchanting to a reader that he may be pardoned for failing... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 968 pagina’s
...And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody aro et express How pure, how dear their dwellingplace....that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A m Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading sound : Meanwhile thy spirit lifts its pinions In music's most... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - 1910 - 776 pagina’s
...forever, lTpon that many-winding river. Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! 10 Tn music's most serene dominions; Catching the winds that fan that happy heaven. •This Is the song... | |
 | Helen Archibald Clarke - 1910 - 402 pagina’s
...suffers Asia's presence thus to be unveiled, while Asia herself reaches a climax of ecstatic emotion: " Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea...Meanwhile thy spirit lifts its pinions In music's serene dominions; Catching the winds that fan that happy heaven. And we sail on, away, afar, Without... | |
 | 1910 - 356 pagina’s
...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, forever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses!... | |
 | John Lawson Stoddard - 1910 - 490 pagina’s
...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, forever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, Meanwhile thy spirit lifts... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1901 - 712 pagina’s
...It seems to float ever, forever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses. So A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, luto a sea profound of ever-spreadiu sound. Meanwhile thy spirit lifts its pinions In music's most... | |
 | 1914 - 428 pagina’s
...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, forever, L pon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses!... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 pagina’s
...silver waves of thy sweet singing; 75 And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it. birth, Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame, 80 And leave a dea forever, Upon that many-winding river, 80 Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses... | |
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