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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... "
The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume - Page 463
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 pages
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The Poetical Melange, Volume 1

English poetry - 1828
...rest, on mine airy nest, 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...
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

Language Arts & Disciplines - 1832
...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...
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

...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 river, lakes, and seas, Like itrips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - History - 1832
...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...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 882 pages
...orbed maiden, with white fire laden. Whom mortals call the moon. Glides glimmering o'er my lleece-like floor. By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever...behind her and peer: And I laugh to see them whirl and Hee. Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my windbuilt tent, Till the calm rivers,...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833
...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...broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars pee]) behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When...
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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
...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...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley and Keats ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 575 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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er iny fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn...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...
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