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" That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn... "
The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ... - Page 7
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East and West

Daphne Smith Giles - American fiction - 1856 - 246 pages
...depth of heaven above, With wiiiKs folded I rest on mine airy nest As still as a brooding tluve. TV. " That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon Glides ,'lim:nerinKftYr my fleece-like floo-, Uy the mMn:g!.t breeze strewn; And whenever the beat of her...
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Gleanings from the Poets for Home and School

1858
...eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still aa a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire...moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, B f the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear,...
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The Irish Metropolitan Magazine. ..., Volume 3

English literature - 1858
...above the brown brow of Raghten, and as time proceeded, numberless silvery compeers, attendants on " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon," broke through the fleecy clouds, too thin to hide them, and looked down with their myriads of gleaming...
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Poetry for school and home, from the best authors, ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the nioon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 3

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1866
...depth of heaven above. With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. IT. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May hare broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see...
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The Living Age ..., Volume 75

1862
...that atmosphere has a limit. We do not of course imagine that our two aeronauts would have reached " That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon : " but we think it highly probable that they would have arrived, dead or alive, at the exterior limit...
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The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - Readers - 1863 - 416 pages
...1 may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine airy nest, As still 1 as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white...of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her 1 and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent'...
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The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Part 6

James Stuart Laurie - 1863
...eve may fall Its ardors of rest and of love; Prom the depth of heaven above; With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire kden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, And wherever the beat...
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Pitman's Popular Lecturer and Reader, Volume 9

1864
...love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall Prom the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom morttls call the mooe, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn...
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Sonne, Mond und Sterne: ein Beitrag zur Mythologie und Culturgeschichte der ...

Friedrich Leberecht Wilhelm Schwartz - 1864 - 297 pages
...thistle and shamrok, a selection of english poetry by Freiligrath. H. edit. Stuttg. 1857. p. 444 f. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece -like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which...
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