 | Reginald Brimley Johnson - 1894 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...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. IO2 ^s Popular British Ballads The touch, the sight, had pass'd away,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...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, Andrew Lang - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...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,... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 524
...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... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 1080
...Again she felt that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound : Whereat the Knight turned ing; Their tents, in the rays of the clear autumn moon Or the l upraised, as one that prayed. The touch, the sight, had passed away, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Harry Thurston Peck - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...maid ! such sights to see ?) 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 - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 170
...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,... | |
 | 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...maid ! such sights to see ?) 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, And in its stead that vision blest,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 540
...she feit that bosom cold, And drew in her breath with a hissing sound: 460 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,... | |
 | 1910 - عدد الصفحات: 542
...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,... | |
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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. 
