 On the dry smooth-shaven Green, To behold the wandering Moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.  Works - Side 145av John Ruskin - 1887Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Swinton - 1880 - 694 sider
...wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew* sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 sider
...wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heav'n's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground, I heard the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1880 - 426 sider
...near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, 10 And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. 2. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide- watered shore,... | |
 | Cecilia Lushington - 1881 - 222 sider
...wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud." " Why, that is Milton again, Margie. Is he your favourite poet ? " " Yes. Uncle says Shakespeare was... | |
 | David Masson - 1881 - 878 sider
...wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | David Masson - 1881 - 874 sider
...wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, , Over some wide-watered shore, /... | |
 | James Booth (head master of the Caledonian schools, Liverpool) - 1881 - 232 sider
...wandering moon Riding near her highast noon, Like one that hath been led astray Through the heaven's wide, pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground I hear the far-off curfew 2 sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 sider
...wandering Moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground I hear the far off curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | John Milton - 1881 - 590 sider
...wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on «i plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | Old favourites, Matilda Sharpe - 1881 - 438 sider
...wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging... | |
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