 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 sider
...wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek, — There is nut wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan. That dances as often as dance it can. Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at... | |
 | Julie P. Smith - 1875 - 540 sider
...before Christabel Goldsmith's window. "The lone red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as well as dance it can. Hanging so light, and hanging so high, « On the topmost bough that Iwlcs up to the sky. " Miss Chris, darlin' " (kissing her hand to the empty window), " I... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 sider
...? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ; hy trade — Then say, what secret melody was hidden In Memnon's statue, which at sunris often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 sider
...There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's eheek, — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at... | |
 | Literary curiosities - 1876 - 386 sider
...? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ; There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the... | |
 | Edward Alexander - 1973 - 336 sider
...reportage in poetry. There are, then, good as well as bad fallacies in poetry. When Coleridge speaks of "the one red leaf, the last of its clan, / That dances as often as dance it can," he is perpetrating a falsehood by ascribing to the leaf a will and life it... | |
 | George Moore - 1973 - 194 sider
...lovely lady's cheek But it was not the lady's curl that moved me to cry: Father, how beautiful ! but : The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1980 - 436 sider
...souls, and those are leaves; he makes no confusion of one with the other. But when Coleridge speaks of The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, he has a morbid, that is to say, a so far false, idea about the leaf; he fancies... | |
 | René Wellek - 1977 - 396 sider
...crawling foam/« ». . .the foam is not cruel, neither does it crawl.« »unhinged by grief«. Seite 206: »The one red leaf, the last of its clan, / That dances as often as dance it can« Seite 206 — 07: ». . .fancies a life in the leaf and will, which there are... | |
 | Walter Pater - 1982 - 304 sider
...of "romantic" weirdness — Nought was green upon the oak But moss and rarest misletoe: or this— There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at... | |
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There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. 
