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 ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's... Ignorant Essays - Página 118por Richard Dowling - 1888 - 195 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
| 1858 - 746 páginas
...above the brown brow of Raghten, and as time proceeded, numberless silvery compeers, attendants on " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," broke through the fleecy clouds, too thin to hide them, and looked down with their myriads of gleaming... | |
| S. R. - 1860 - 306 páginas
...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 By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
| 1861 - 578 páginas
...burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my Bailing rack, When the morning-star shines dead. 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; And wherever the beat... | |
| Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 páginas
...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, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
| Thomas Arnold - 1862 - 452 páginas
...the imagery is partly fantastic, partly imaginative, as may be seen in the following extract : — " 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 ; And wherever the beat... | |
| 1862 - 648 páginas
...that atmosphere has a limit. We do not of course imagine that our two aeronauts would have reached " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon : " but we think it highly probable that they would have arrived, dead or alive, at the exterior limit... | |
| Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 páginas
...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, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
| Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 páginas
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still 1 as a brooding dove. 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; And wherever the beat... | |
| Wilhelm Schwartz - 1864 - 332 páginas
...thistle and shamrok , a selection of english poetry by Freiligrath. n. edit. Stuttg. 1857. p. 444 f. 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; And wherever the beat... | |
| Friedrich Leberecht Wilhelm Schwartz - 1864 - 334 páginas
...thistle and shamrok, a selection of english poetry by Freiligrath. H. edit. Stuttg. 1857. p. 444 f. 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; And wherever the beat... | |
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