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" And, missing thee, I walk unseen 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 bow'd, Stooping through... "
The British Essayists;: Spectator - الصفحة 199
بواسطة Alexander Chalmers - 1808
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The Gem book of poesie, by the author of 'The ancient poets and poetry of ...

Gem book - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 398
...green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Hiding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft,...her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. • Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far off curfew sound, Over some wide water'd shore,...

Hood's Magazine, المجلد 5

1846 - عدد الصفحات: 590
...wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Thro' the heav'ns' wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud." And now, having laid some of our Ancients of song under contribution, we must flit on, culling such...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...near her highest noon, Like one that hath been" led astray 12 Through the heaven's wide pathless may ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plot of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water' 'd shore, Swinging...

Poetry for Home and School ...

1846 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...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. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew...

Poetical Works: Volume 2. Paradise Regain'd; Samson Agonistes; Poems Upon ...

John Milton - 2000 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...Riding neer her highest noon, Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way; 70 And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a Plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off Curfeu sound, Over som wide-water'd shoar, ' ' 75...
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The Harvard Classics, المجلد 4

1909 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...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. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew...

Blake's Vision of the Poetry of Milton: Illustrations to Six Poems

Bette Charlene Werner - 1986 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...behold the wandring Moon Riding near her highest Noon Like one that has been led astray Thro the heavens wide pathless way And oft as if her head she bowd Stooping thro' a fleecy Cloud Oft on a plat of rising ground I hear the far off Curfew sound Over some wide...
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Contemplating music

Carl Dahlhaus, Ruth Katz - عدد الصفحات: 454
...Concert as they keep, Entice the dewy-feather'd Sleep. And let some strange mysterious Dream, Wave at his Wings in airy Stream Of lively Portraiture display'd, Softly on my Eyelids laid. Then, as I wake, sweet Music breath, Above, about, and underneath; Sent by some Spirit, to Mortals...
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Erzählte Räume: Studien zur Phänomenologie der epischen Geschehensumwelt

Dietrich Jäger - 1998 - عدد الصفحات: 340
...walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven Green, To behold the wandring Moon, Riding near her highest noon And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a Plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off Curfeu sound, Over som wide-water'd shoar, Swinging...
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The Arts in Mind: Pioneering Texts of a Coterie of British Men of Letters

Ruth Katz, Ruth HaCohen - 2003 - عدد الصفحات: 462
...Concert as they keep, Entice the dewy-feather'd Sleep. And let some strange mysterious Dream, Wave at his Wings in airy Stream Of lively Portraiture display'd, Softly on my Eyelids laid. Then, as I wake, sweet Music hreath, Ahove, ahout, and underneath; Sent hy some Spirit, to Mortals...
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