 | Half hours - 1847 - 616 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... | |
 | Walter Percival - 1848 - 382 pagina’s
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve muy fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pagina’s
...And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and 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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pagina’s
...And when sunset may breathe from the line» be«" Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson Lik ladeo, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pagina’s
...And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, It ardours of rest and 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... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 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 my airy nest, And still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pagina’s
...and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings foldc d I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding...orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, B y the midnight breezes strewn ; And whe... | |
 | Rufus Claggett - 1855 - 208 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,...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... | |
 | 1855 - 624 pagina’s
...and swings, An eagle alit, and a moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. When 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... 
