 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 pagina’s
...it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ; There is not wind enough...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. ST COLERIDGE. [From "Christabel."] m WHY sitt'st thou by that ruined hall, Thou aged carle so stern... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 414 pagina’s
...broad-breasted old oak-tree. There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl Prom the lovely lady's cheek; There is not wind enough...hanging so high On the topmost twig that looks up to the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel 1" There is one more principle in the study of language... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1860 - 368 pagina’s
...fall of the leaf. One by one they fall, till, as Coleridge has so prettily sung, there is seen but "The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." 14. But, according to Byron, in his description of an English autumn,... | |
 | 1861 - 522 pagina’s
...be seen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every wound inflicted upon the parent trunk. Dare we say it is sensible of the injury... | |
 | 1861 - 532 pagina’s
...be aeen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every wound inflicted upon the parent trunk. Dare we say it is sensible of the injury... | |
 | Josiah Gilbert Holland - 1861 - 350 pagina’s
...are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes to look... | |
 | Josiah Gilbert Holland - 1861 - 356 pagina’s
...these are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like — "The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, Oa the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes... | |
 | 1863 - 150 pagina’s
...it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek: There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its elan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 332 pagina’s
...other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek— There is not wind...On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, heating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms heneath her cloak, And... | |
 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1864 - 332 pagina’s
...of my childish romance, I could not help thinking of this passage in " Christabel :"— " There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Suddenly, while I was repeating the last two lines dreamily over and over, the St. Bernard uttered... | |
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There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. 
