 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1803 - 418 sider
...your own imperious branches Twinging Have made a iolemn mufic of the wind ! Where, like a man belov'd of God, Through -glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, \ly moonlight path o'er flowing weeds I wound, Xnfpir'd beyond' the' gilefs of Folly By each rude fhape... | |
 | 1812 - 654 sider
...imperious branches swinging Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man belovM of God, Thro' glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy. My moon-light way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspired beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape, and wild unconquerable... | |
 | 1812 - 656 sider
...imperious branches swinging Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man belov'd of God, Thro' glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moon-light way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspired beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape, and wild unconquerable... | |
 | 1812 - 664 sider
...imperious branches swinging Have inadc a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man belov'd of God, Thro' glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moon-light way o'tr flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspired beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape, and wild unconquerable... | |
 | 1834 - 918 sider
...reclined, Save when your own imperious hranches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind I Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never...o'er flowering weeds I wound, Inspired, beyond the guesa of folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! O ye loud Waves I and O ye Forests... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 sider
...Through glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moonlight way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspired, beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound t O ye loud Waves ! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soar'd ! ii . Thou rising... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 sider
...your own imperious branches swinging Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man belov'd of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod,...oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moonlight way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspired, beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 406 sider
...reclined ; Save when your own imperious branches swinging Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! 0, ye loud waves, and O, ye forests high, And O, ye clouds that far above me soar'd ! Thou rising... | |
 | 1826 - 434 sider
...your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind! Where like a man belov'd of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod,...holy, My moonlight way o'er flowering weeds I wound, Coleridge. Inspir'd beyond the guess of folly,— By each rude shape, and wild unconquerable sound!... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 sider
...reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never...folly. By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! 0 ye loud Waves ! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising... | |
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Woods ! that listen to the night-birds singing, Midway the smooth and perilous slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman... 
