 | 1822 - 628 páginas
...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, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart ; —... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 páginas
...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 stream— The champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As... | |
 | 1826 - 696 páginas
...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, the silent stream, The Champak odours fall Like sweet thonghts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart ; —... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 páginas
...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 stream — The champak odours fail ,» Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart,... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1826 - 676 páginas
...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, the silent stream. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint. It dies upon her heart ;—... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 páginas
...in my feet Has led me — 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, As I must upon thine, Beloved as thou art ! O lift me from the grass ! I die, I faint, I fail ; Let thy love... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 páginas
...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, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 páginas
...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, the silent stream, , The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 páginas
...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 stream — The champak odours fall, Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies upon her heart, As... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 páginas
...thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath Jed me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
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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? 
