 | 1828 - 814 pagina’s
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the 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 call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...breathe, from the 111 sea bee eat li, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of etc Filling with spiritual sweets to plenitude. As bees...their cells. And by the feud Twixt Nothing arid C Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pagina’s
...And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above,...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above,...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, r.lides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pagina’s
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rett, 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... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pagina’s
...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 of heaven above,...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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i rest, on mine airy nest, As still as...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... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pagina’s
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above,...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... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagina’s
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above,...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pagina’s
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above,...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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Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit... 
