 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 páginas
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...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,... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1862 - 452 páginas
...the imagery is partly fantastic, partly imaginative, as may be seen in the following extract : — " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...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,... | |
 | 1862 - 648 páginas
...that atmosphere has a limit. We do not of course imagine that our two aeronauts would have reached " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon : " but we think it highly probable that they would have arrived, dead or alive, at the exterior limit... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 páginas
...depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still 1 as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...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,... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 páginas
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...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,... | |
 | Friedrich Leberecht Wilhelm Schwartz - 1864 - 334 páginas
...thistle and shamrok, a selection of english poetry by Freiligrath. H. edit. Stuttg. 1857. p. 444 f. 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... | |
 | Wilhelm Schwartz - 1864 - 332 páginas
...thistle and shamrok , a selection of english poetry by Freiligrath. n. edit. Stuttg. 1857. p. 444 f. 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,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 páginas
...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...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,... | |
 | John Hugh Hawley - 1865 - 166 páginas
...can fly, nor that can overtake. 6. Yonder comes the powerful king of day Rejoicing in the east. 7. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon. 8. The tenants of the grave to-day are mute. 9. Man proposes, God disposes. LETTER IX.— SEEIES II.... | |
 | Edward James Mortimer Collins - 1865 - 288 páginas
...Late that summer night, St. Alphage and Harry Mauleverer held counsel together in Addison's Walk. " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," was riding at her zenith, flooding with her light the graceful tower from whose summit a hymn is sung... | |
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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... 
