 Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some Dream has loosened from his brain." Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise ! She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.  The Ladies' Companion - Page 1081866Full view - About this book
 | 1866 - 856 pages
...paraphrasing the ideas, and thus giving us a better insight into them than any translation could afford. The passage relating the grief of the " Loves " is...One with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And Cans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pages
...heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength, or find a home again. r x. '.And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cri« " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead , See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes.... | |
 | 1866 - 760 pages
...paraphrasing the ideas, and thus giving us a better insight into them than any translation could afford. The passage relating the grief of the " Loves " is...cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; Sec, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 772 pages
...heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength, nor find a home again. x. And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And...love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on tlio silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some dream... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pages
...cold heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength, nor find a home again. And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And fans him with her moonlight winga, and cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 pages
...heart, where, after their sweet pain, 80 They ne'er will gather strength, nor find a home again. And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And...dead; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, 85 Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some Dream hath loosened from his brain." Lost... | |
 | W. F. March Phillipps - 1879 - 384 pages
...cold heart where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength or find a home again. And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And...Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ! See, en the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some dream... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1881 - 770 pages
...heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength, nor find a home again. z. And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And...cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead j See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1892 - 246 pages
...heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength, or find a home again. x And one with trembling hand clasps his cold head, And fans him with her moonlight wings, and " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 pages
...their sweet pain, They ne'er will gather strength or find a home again. X And one with trembling hands clasps his cold head, And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, 1 Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead! See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew... | |
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