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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 Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering... "
The Oriental herald and colonial review [ed. by J.S. Buckingham]. - Page 305
redigeeritud poolt - 1826
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The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 lehte
...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 Î To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the...
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The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1–4. köide

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 lehte
...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 howl To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering air» they faint On the...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 7. köide

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 lehte
...thoe, 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 mo — who knows how? — To thy chamber-window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 7. köide

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 lehte
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? — To thy chamber-window, sweet I 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. AB I must...
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Albion and Erin in Poems of Th. Moore, Lord Byron, R. Burns, P.B. Shelley ...

Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 lehte
...thee In the first eweet 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 wandering airs they faint On the dark...
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Stuart of Dunleath: A Story of Modern Times, 1. köide

Caroline Sheridan Norton - 1851 - 336 lehte
...sung as it was written, and the original of which is perhaps unknown to half those who sing it : " I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber- window, Sweet!" She murmured the words to herself restlessly....
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Stuart of Dunleath: A Story of the Present Time, 2. köide

Caroline Sheridan Norton - 1851 - 144 lehte
...sung as it was written, and the original of which is perhaps unknown to half those who sing it : " I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Swcet !" She murmured the words to herself restlessly....
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Lotos-eating: a Summer Book

George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 lehte
...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 wandering airs they faint On...
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Lotus-eating: a Summer Book

George William Curtis - 1852 - 216 lehte
...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 howl To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...
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Love Vs. Marriage, 1. köide

M. Edgeworth Lazarus - 1852 - 358 lehte
...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 wandering airs, they faint On the...
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