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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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Very successful!

baroness Rosina Doyle Bulwer- Lytton - 1859 - 464 lehte
...thec, 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, Beneath thy window, sweet!'" * Which has now been set by Charles Salaucan....
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 316 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...wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream ; And the champak odours pine Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 lehte
...breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet lIas led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet...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 I must...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 526 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 dark,...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 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 dark,...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 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 dark,...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 lehte
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds arc breathing low, And the stare 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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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

1863 - 982 lehte
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, Sweet ! 14 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 I must...
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The British Poets, 4. köide

1855 - 394 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 I Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's...
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The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the ...

1866 - 392 lehte
...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, the silent stream— The champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies upon her heart, As I must...
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