 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 sky.  Modern painters - Trang 205bởi John Ruskin - 1894Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1875 - 728 trang
...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 high, [sky. On the topmost twig that looks up at the Hush, 'beating heart... | |
 | 1875 - 448 trang
...air 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 sky. Hush, beating... | |
 | John Walker Vilant Macbeth - 1875 - 558 trang
...air 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 sky." Spenser, to him... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 trang
...air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek, — There is nut 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 sky. Hush, lieating... | |
 | 1902 - 728 trang
...this poem by Coleridge, whom he calls " the magician of metre." " 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 sky." " Here," says... | |
 | 1876 - 564 trang
...air 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 sky. She folded her... | |
 | Edward Heneage Dering - 1875 - 308 trang
...distant hills, and some of those Terpsichorean leaves that Coleridge talks of, when he writes about — " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as long as dance it can," fell at shortening intervals from the trees in the park, falling, floating,... | |
 | Literary curiosities - 1876 - 334 trang
...air 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 sky. Hush ! beating... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 trang
...air 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 sky. Hush, beating... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 trang
...air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl , mailclad men, Watted the beck of the warders ten j Thirty steeds, both flee Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating... | |
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