 | 1828 - 814 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...breathe, from the 111 sea bee eat li, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of etc may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. Tlmt orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pages
...when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 call... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pages
...when sunset may breathe, from the sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rett, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of lore, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 call... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 call... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 call... | |
 | Thomas Browne Browne - 1838 - 274 pages
...sun-set may breathe from the lit sea beneath Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest As still as a brooding dove." In the following sonnet Wordsworth is, what he very rarely... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pages
...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From 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 call... | |
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Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath... 
