 Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days deceive, Communicable shape might then receive, And other hearts be ravished with the strain: But scarce I seek the airy threads...  Childe Alarique: A Poet's Reverie - Side 60af Robert Pearse Gillies - 1815 - 88 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Samuel Egerton Brydges, Joseph Haslewood - 1810 - 648 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recall ! lirigbt as the roseate clouds of summer's eve ; The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fairy forms are vanished from my brain. ]-'ond dreamer! meditate thine idle song ! But let thine idle... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges, Joseph Haslewood - 1810 - 618 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recall ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve; The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...other hearts be ravished with the strain ; But scarce 1 seek the airy threads to weave, When quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fairy... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1811 - 568 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recall ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain. And all the fairy forms are vanished from my brain.' pp. 145, 146. This passage reminded us of a description in... | |
 | Mary Tighe - 1812 - 256 sider
...The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days deceive, , Communica'jie shape might then receive, And other hearts be ravished with the strain : But scarce I s-:i;k the airy threads to weave, When quick «c,.iv, -on mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fuity... | |
 | Amandine Lucile A. Dudevant - 1844 - 498 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recal ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve, Tiie dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fairy forms are vanished from my brain. Fond dreamer ! meditate thine idle song ! But let thine idle... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 sider
...swiftly-glancing scenes recall ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall. And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the airy forms are vanished from my brain. " Fond dreamer ! meditate thine idle song ! But let thine idle... | |
 | Apuleius - 1853 - 550 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recal! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fairy forms are vanished from my brain. Fond dreamer! meditate thine idle song! But let thine idle... | |
 | William Howitt - 1856 - 596 sider
...swiftly-glancing scenes recall ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...receive, And other hearts be ravished with the strain ; Bat scarce I seek the airy threads to weave, When quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain. And all... | |
 | William Howitt - 1863 - 726 sider
...swiftly-glancing scenes recall ! Bright us the roseate clouds of summer eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...ravished with the strain ; But scarce I seek the airy tbreads to weave, When quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain. And all the airy forms are vanished... | |
 | Apuleius - 1866 - 568 sider
...swiftly glancing scenes recal ! Bright as the roseate clouds of summer's eve, The dreams which hold my soul in willing thrall, And half my visionary days...quick confusion mocks the fruitless pain, And all the fairy forms are vanished from my brain. Fond dreamer ! meditate thine idle song ! But let thine idle... | |
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