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
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...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... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 páginas
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. IV. 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... | |
| Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 páginas
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still ay a brooding Hove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, B y the midnjght breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat... | |
| Rufus Claggett - 1855 - 208 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... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 páginas
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded 1 rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. IV, 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... | |
| Daphne Smith Giles - 1856 - 264 páginas
...depth of heaven above, With wiiiKs folded I rest on mine airy nest As still as a brooding tluve. TV. " That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon Glides ,'lim:nerinKftYr my fleece-like floo-, Uy the mMn:g!.t breeze strewn; And whenever the beat... | |
| 1856 - 754 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... | |
| Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 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... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 páginas
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rat, on mine airy nwt, Aa ttill at 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... | |
| Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 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... | |
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