 On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that inoaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There...  The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pagina 234door James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1841 - 482 pagina’s
...noticed these lines in Christabel. They are an example of perfect masterv in musical versification :— The night is chill; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak 1 There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek—... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1846 - 710 pagina’s
...of ilif ©anongate. 1 1 J THE HIGHLAND WIDOW. C » > > V i'i| • : It wound as near an near could be, But what it is she cannot tell . On the other side it secm'd to be, Of the huge broad- breasted old oak-tree. COLERIDGE. . BETHUNE BALIOL'S memorandum begins... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 pagina’s
...—[The following are the lint» in " Chriktabel " which Lord Byron had unintentionally imitated:— " pe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and nioneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl Krnm the lovely lady's... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pagina’s
...irregular harmony delighted both Scott and Byron, by whom it was imitated. We add a brief specimen: — ive innovation ; single words may enter by thousands, and i There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ;... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot...the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak • (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pagina’s
...tree, Ami in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot...the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? (This " bleak moaning" is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot...the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak' (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot...the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ' (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 pagina’s
...tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot...the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? (This "bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pagina’s
...•I nil in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell. On the other side it seems to be Of the hiige, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth... | |
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