 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 242 pages
...is, she cannot tell. — On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak. What sees she there?... | |
 | 1816 - 658 pages
...air To move away the ringlet curl There is not wind enough to twirl From the lovely lady's cheek.— The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1816 - 612 pages
...tale we have hitherto omitted, we cannot deny ourselves the pleasure of transcribing the following:— Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." The larger and more imposing appearances ot nature are generally made use of in description ; but although... | |
 | John Bickerton - Farrago - 1816 - 70 pages
...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clany. That dances as often as dance it can, "x " - . Hanging so light, and hanging so high, . On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. . .'• We are aware that our decision may appear harsh to many ; but we must positively assert, that... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1816 - 82 pages
...The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, aud hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | England - 1820 - 774 pages
...the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its dan, That dances as often as dance it can. Hanging so light,...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1820 - 784 pages
...There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheekThere is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | English essays - 1822 - 492 pages
...appears to glide Like a lava stream through the darker tide. All nature was in harmony : There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf the last...On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. And while " in glorious sympathy with suns that set", we felt the softness of the hour Steal on the heart... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - Poets, English - 1824 - 372 pages
...' There is not wind enough to twirl " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, " That dances as long as dance it can, " Hanging so light, and hanging so...high, " On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.' " Some eight or ten lines of ' Christabel ' * found them" selves in ' The Siege of Corinth,' I hardly... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 574 pages
...day ? ' There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as long as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.' " Some eight or ten lines of ' Christa" bel ' * found themselves in ' The Siege " of Corinth/ I hardly... | |
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The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That... 
