 twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round...  The Skeptic's Guide to the Paranormal - Страница 153по Lynne Kelly - 2004 - 260 странициОграничен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 242 страници
...should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread : For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of Paradise. Items of THE PAINS OF SLEEP. JL.RE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not... | |
 | 1820 - 876 страници
...should cry beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise." A'uMa Slum. Can any thing be more divine than the musical versification... | |
 | 1820 - 730 страници
...should cry beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his Moating hair ! Weave a orclc round him thrice. And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise." КиЫа Khm. there is not the scholastic pedantry with which Marlowe's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 страници
...should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1829 - 274 страници
...it, if they should be so disposed. CHAP. V. THE PRIZE OF THE WEIR. Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of paradise. COLERIDGE. PRINCE ELPHIN constructed his salmonweir on the Mawddach at... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 страници
...bhould cry. Beware! Beware!. HU fishing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, ould be The comrade of thy wanderings over heaven. As then, when to o drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. KRE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1834 - 312 страници
...should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a pircle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. 270 SIBTLLIXe IZATZS. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. KKE on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 376 страници
...should cry Beware, Beware, His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread ; For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank of the milk of Paradise. If horrible and fantastic dreams are the most perplexing, there are... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 страници
...cry, Beware ! Beware ! His Sashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And doie your eyes with holy dread. For he on honey-dew hath fed And drank the milk of Paradise. THE PAINS OF SLEEP. ERX on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use... | |
 | 1840 - 368 страници
...should cry, Beware ! beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the milk of Paradise. FELICIA HEMANS. 1793-1835. ENKt.A.VU's DEAD. SON of the ocean isle ! Where... | |
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