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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? — To thy chamber window, sweet ! The... "
Stuart of Dunleath - Page 259
by Caroline Elizabeth S. Norton (hon. mrs. George.) - 1851
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The Liberal: Verse and Prose from the South, Volumes 1-2

1822 - 628 pages
...the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I 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,...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 pages
...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 ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 pages
...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? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent...
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Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...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 ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak...
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The Oriental Herald, Volume 11

1826 - 696 pages
...the first sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I 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,...
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The Oriental herald and colonial review [ed. by J.S. Buckingham]., Volume 11

James Silk Buckingham - 1826 - 676 pages
...the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I 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,...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., Volume 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pages
...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...me — who knows how " To thy chamber-window, sweet ! " The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fall, Like...
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Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pages
...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...— who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window sweet. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., Volume 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 pages
...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 ? To thy chamber-window, sweet! " The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 pages
...the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath Jed me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On...
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