 | 1822 - 628 страница
...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...complaint, It dies upon her heart ; — As I must on thine, Beloved as thou art! Oh, lift me from the grass ! Idle! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 страница
...! to whom ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 страница
...it!—Oh! to whom? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...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, the silent... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 страница
...! to whom i .LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...spirit in my feet Has led me— who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 страница
...Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fall, Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies upon her heart, As I must... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страница
...kiss not me ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I AKISE from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window sweet. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 страница
...dreams of thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...complaint, It dies upon her heart : — As I must on thine, Beloved as thou art ! The gentle dews of sleep Are falling on thine eye ; And I, alas ! must... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 страница
...dreams of thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...complaint, It dies upon her heart : — As I must on thine, Beloved as thou art ! The gentle dews of sleep Are falling on thine eye ; And I, alas ! must... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 страница
...dreams of thee, ' And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...complaint, It dies upon her heart : — As I must on thine, Beloved as thou art ! The gentle dews of sleep Are falling on thine eye ; And I, alas ! must... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 страница
...Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are...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, the... | |
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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 Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window, sweet ! The... 
