 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1877 - 104 páginas
...spring, and summer, and winter hoar, Move my faint heart with grief, but with LINES TO AN INDIAN AIB. ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 páginas
...Then thou — then — inayst heed me ! CHAKLES SWAIN. I ARISE FROM DREAMS OF THEE. SERENADE. I ARISF. from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night,...are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. 1 arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window,... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 páginas
...part is in the whole! Nor hands nor cheeks keep separate, when soul is joined to soul. EB Browning. 4' LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,... | |
 | Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 280 páginas
...meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind dearie, O ! Robert Burns. CLI. LOVES PROTESTATION. A SERENADE. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows bow ? — To thy chamber-window, Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1878 - 442 páginas
...But let not the pansy among them be ; Ye were injured, and that means memory. THE INDIAN SERENADE. I. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, Sweet! n. The wandering airs they faint On the... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 páginas
...AIR. I ARISE from dreams of theo In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing IP *, And the stars are shining bright I arise from dreams...And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how 1 To thy chamber window, sweet I The wandering airs, they faint On the dark and silent stream — The... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1975 - 1042 páginas
...of the popular view — is afforded by the following exquisite little Serenade: I arise from drrams I still retained sufficient presence of mind to avoid exciting, by any chamher-window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak... | |
 | Edgar Mertner, Leigh Hunt, Leigh Hunt - 968 páginas
...with a transition less startling. The following Lines to an Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...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... | |
 | 1902 - 738 páginas
...Russell Lowell. "I take you as a gift that God has given And I love you." — Adelaide Anne Proctor. "I arise from dreams of thee And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how — To thy chamber window, sweet." — Percy Bysshe Shelley. "And all hearts do pray God love her. Ay and always,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - 1572 páginas
...popular view — is afforded by the following exquisite little Serenade. I arise from dreams of thec, In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...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... | |
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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 Has led me — who knows how? 
