 | English poetry - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind and peer ! And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - عدد الصفحات: 200
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. IV. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 586
...a brooding dove. Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; Aud wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 186
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...ghmmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her nnseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken...thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I langh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-bnilt... | |
 | 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 1048
...of "That orbed maiden, with white fir* laden, Whom mortis call the moou." 11 And wherever the brat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The,sturs peep behind her and peer.1' Then at last, how triumphantly it proves its own durability:... | |
 | William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 200
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built teut, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of... | |
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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... 
