 | John Charles Curtis - 1872 - 168 sider
...breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1872 - 490 sider
...pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, 4. That orbe"d Maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...The stars peep behind her, and peer ! And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 432 sider
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on my airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. IV. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind1 her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, . When I... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1872 - 396 sider
...laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, " AND THE MOONBEAMS KISS THE SEA." — SHELLEY. THE CLOUD. 20 J Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the...roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1994 - 752 sider
...of love, 40 And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded 1 rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove....beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 sider
...crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of Heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine aery nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | Leo Depuydt - 1997 - 292 sider
...thy balm. 1818-19 Perce Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound: Act IV (A cloud speaks) That orbed maid with white fire laden Whom mortals call the Moon,...roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When 1 widen the rent in my wind-built tent,... | |
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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... 
