 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 82 lehte
...And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread : For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of Paradise. of THE PAINS OF SLEEP. TjRE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been... | |
 | 1820 - 876 lehte
...And all should cry beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise." A'uMa Slum. Can any thing be more divine than the musical versification... | |
 | 1820 - 730 lehte
...And ; .1 1 should cry beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his Moating hair ! Weave a orclc round him thrice. And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise." КиЫа Khm. there is not the scholastic pedantry with which Marlowe's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 lehte
...And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1829 - 264 lehte
...prevent it, if they should be so disposed. CHAP. V. THE PRIZE OF THE WEIR. Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise. COLERIDGE. PRINCE ELPHIN constructed his salmonweir on the Mawddach at... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1829 - 274 lehte
...prevent it, if they should be so disposed. CHAP. V. THE PRIZE OF THE WEIR. Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise. COLERIDGE. PRINCE ELPHIN constructed his salmonweir on the Mawddach at... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 lehte
...And all bhould cry. Beware! Beware!. HU fishing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread. For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. KRE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1834 - 312 lehte
...And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a pircle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. 270 SIBTLLIXe IZATZS. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. KKE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 376 lehte
...And all should cry Beware, Beware, His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank of the milk of Paradise. If horrible and fantastic dreams are the most perplexing, there are... | |
 | 1840 - 368 lehte
...And all should cry, Beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of Paradise. FELICIA HEMANS. 1793-1835. ENKt.A.VU's DEAD. SON of the ocean isle ! Where... | |
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twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round... 
