 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 720
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 332
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound: Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 204
...Ajfttin nhc felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round. And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - عدد الصفحات: 470
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, l And in its stead that vision... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 392
...she felt that bosum cold, And drew in her breath witli a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round. And nothing saw but his own sweet maid, With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 564
...Again she felt that bosom cold And drew in her breath with a hissing sound ; Whereat the knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 828
...she felt that bosom cold, A FI. I drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the knight turn'd 幇4 t 5# , y i K @ = Y9_ K P n ފ x B s upraised, as one that pray'd. The touch, the light, had pass'd away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound: Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw but his own sweet maid, With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turn'd wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that pray'd. The touch, the sight, had pass'd away,t And in its stead that vision... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turn'd wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that pray'd. The touch, the sight, had pass'd away,t And in its stead that vision... | |
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Again she saw that bosom old, Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned wildly round, And nothing saw, but his own sweet maid With eyes upraised, as one that prayed. 
