 | H. Rider Haggard - Fiction - 1993 - 228 pages
...have read recently. Yet now I come to think of it, it was ungrateful to abuse the Lady of the heavens That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon who was showing herself to be the truest of friends to us, however she may have behaved to the impassioned... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poetry - 1994 - 752 pages
...love, 40 And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded 1 rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of Heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine aery nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh... | |
 | C.C. Gaither - Science - 1997 - 510 pages
...Office, and custom, in all line of order. Trot/us and Cressida Act I, scene 3 Shelley, Percy Bysshe That orbed maiden With white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon The Complete Poetical Works of Shelley The Cloud, 1. 45-7 Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven,... | |
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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... 
