 | 1851 - 406 Seiten
...that the revolving hemispheres are seldom or never at rest ; when not a leaf is stirring, when " There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as oft as dance it can, Hanging so light and hanging so high On the topmost twig that looks up at the... | |
 | 1851 - 438 Seiten
...that the revolving hemispheres are seldom or never at rest ; when not a leaf is stirring, when " There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of ite clan, That dances ns oft as dance it can, Hanging BO light and hanging so high On lie topmost twig... | |
 | George Anderson (of Glasgow.) - 1852 - 106 Seiten
...clear autumnal days, when the fields are bare, and the woods shorn of their Summer splendour, save " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, " That dances...On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky ." The dead leaves lie brown and faded, and gathered into heaps and drifts by the hcdgesides, and the berries... | |
 | William Hamilton Drummond - 1852 - 332 Seiten
...Somewhat similar is the image presented to us in the following lines of Coleridge's Chriltabel:— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." NOTE.—To enhance the valour and address of Conloch, it is recorded in a legend that Cuchullin would... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 622 Seiten
...is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There g from the castle gate ? Sie had dreams Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 712 Seiten
...ringlet clirl , From the lovely lady;' s cheek—- There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leafr the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush ! beating; heart of Christ abel ! Jesu, Maria:, snield her well ! She folded her arms beneath... | |
 | University of Sydney - 1853 - 810 Seiten
...amongst men and women. I would rather read Chaucer than Ariosto. — (Keats, late in 1819.) ( f] There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf the last...dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light nnd hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. — (Coleridge.} (y) Whenever he... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 Seiten
...' s The one red leaf, the last of its clan, . v; That dances as often as dance it can, ^- (1 ]".' . Hanging so light, and hanging so high, • . On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush ! beating heart of Christabel ! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 Seiten
...is not wiod enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the...clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging BO light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush ! beating heart of... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855 - 410 Seiten
...is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky."] He gazed, he saw : he knew the face Of beauty, and the form of grace ; It was Francesca by his side,... | |
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There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. 
