 | 1856 - 754 Seiten
...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...angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin root', The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 Seiten
...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...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | 1858 - 460 Seiten
...with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, B f the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 Seiten
...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...to see them whirl and flee Like a swarm of golden bjes, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 Seiten
...depth of Heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nestj As still as a brooding dove. Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | 1861 - 578 Seiten
...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...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 Seiten
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the nioon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1862 - 452 Seiten
...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...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 Seiten
...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...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 476 Seiten
...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...to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden boes, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips... | |
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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... 
