 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pages
...on mine airy nest, Iv. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Asahel Clark Kendrick - English poetry - 1871 - 484 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides pale Octobe`" 2 reut in my wind-built tent, Till the calm river, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through... | |
 | English poetry - 1871 - 476 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, THE CLOUD. When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 400 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and nee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers,... | |
 | Vernon Lionel Shetley - Literary Criticism - 1993 - 226 pages
...lament that "this looseness occurs time and again." After quoting this further passage from the poem, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to...golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poetry - 1994 - 752 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | Leo Depuydt - Calendar, Egyptian - 1997 - 292 pages
...Unbound: Act IV (A cloud speaks) That orbed maid with white fire laden Whom mortals call the Moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight...whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When 1 widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky... | |
 | Rodney Farnsworth - Art - 2001 - 360 pages
...hreezes strewn: And wherever the beat of her unseen feei. Which only the angels hear. May have hroken the woof of my tent's thin roof. The stars peep behind...whirl and flee. Like a swarm of golden bees. When 1 widen the rent in my wind,buiIt tent. Till the calm rivers. lakes. and seas. Like strips of the sky... | |
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That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's... 
