 ... with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven; Or like a ship...  Blackwood's Magazine - Side 3561826Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1920 - 388 sider
...And she is left alone in heaven ! Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away — A glittering ship that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain. ***** What harmonious pensive changes Wait upon her as she ranges Round and through this Pile of state... | |
 | Sir Walter Alexander Raleigh, Walter Raleigh - 1903 - 248 sider
...driven And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain. Such a description almost prepares us to regard the Doe as A Spirit for one day given, A pledge of... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1984 - 860 sider
...And she is left alone in heaven! Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away — A glittering ship that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain. What harmonious pensive changes Wait upon her as she ranges Round and round this pile of state Overthrown... | |
 | 376 sider
...And she is left alone in heaven ! Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away — A glittering ship that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain. * • • * * What harmonious pensive changes Wait upon her as she ranges Round and through this Pile... | |
 | 1906 - 744 sider
...driven And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain." The poet observes lovingly the transformations the creature undergoes, owing to the varying effects... | |
 | 1845 - 492 sider
...driven, And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain." This poem, though Lord Jeffrey pronounced it the very worst ever printed in a quarto volume, contains... | |
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