 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...breathing low, An<l the star» are shining bright: I arise from drrams of thee. And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet...faint On the dark, the silent stream The champak odoun fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As... | |
 | Language Arts & Disciplines - 1832
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - History - 1833
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining: bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how :-' To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 580 pages
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how .' Tu thy chamber window, sweat ! The wandering airs they faint On the-... | |
 | England - History - 1835
...breathing low, And the stars are shining bright ; I rise from dreams of thee, And a Spirit iu my feet Has led me who knows how :To thy chamber window sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark and silent stream, The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint,... | |
 | Garland - 1836
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Literary Criticism - 1838 - 575 pages
...thee In the lust sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet HOB led me who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis, Timothy O. Porter - Photography - 1839 - 831 pages
...thee, In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are seining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, sweet i The wandering airs they faint OTJ... | |
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering... 
