 To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — 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 Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th] - Page 5571816Full view - About this book
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 pages
...Keatt. " The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moaned as near, as near can be, But what it is she cannot tell. — On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. There is not wind enough in air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1871 - 422 pages
...is she cannot tell. — On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. "The night is chill ; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? •64 ELOCUTION. • There is not wind enough in air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely... | |
 | william blackwood - 1871 - 810 pages
...The lady springs up suddenly, The lovely lady Christabel ! It moaned ая near as near can be, Hut what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side, it seems to he, Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. The night is chill, the forest hare : Is it the wind... | |
 | 1871 - 818 pages
...cannot tell ; On the other side, ifscems to bo. Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-troiv The nlg;ht is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak t Thl-re is not wmd enouah in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's check ;... | |
 | 1872 - 830 pages
...prayeth she. The lady springs up suddenly, The lovely lady Christabel ! It moaned as near as near can be, But what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side, it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted old oak-tree. The night is chill, the forest bare : Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1875 - 728 pages
...prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel 1 It moan'd as near as near can be, But what it is, she cannot tell. — On the other...night is chill ; the forest bare : Is it the wind that rnoaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 pages
...she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, ChiistaM ! It moaned ns near as near can be, Hut what it is she cannot tell. On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ! There is not wind... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pages
...The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christaliel ! It inoauol as near as near can be, Hut what it is she cannot tell. On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad -breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 pages
...she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moan'd as near as near could be, cious : yet a little while, And this survivor, with...cheerful throng Of open schemes, and all his inwar tre* The night is chill ; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak > There is not wind enough... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 pages
...prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christahel ! It moaned as near as near can be, But what it is she cannot tell. On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind... | |
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