 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 156bởi John Ruskin - 1879Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1867 - 460 trang
...air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's check — 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 tha topmost twig that looks at the skj I"] l He gazed, he... | |
 | 1877 - 682 trang
...unaccented syllables is allowed to vary, as in the hexameter. Thus : ' 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.'f ' If you're... | |
 | 1877 - 686 trang
...unaccented syllables is allowed to vary, as in the hexameter. Thus : ' 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.'f ' If you're... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1869 - 204 trang
...huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. 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, b'eating... | |
 | Wonders - 1870 - 264 trang
...waves so merrily in the soft airs of spring; or the wrinkled, withered, and fast decaying relic, — " 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 to the sky." * I never saw... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1872 - 418 trang
...it.1 Thus, when Dante describes the spirits falling from the bank of Acheron "as dead leaves flutter from a bough," he gives the most perfect image possible...Coleridge speaks of " The one red leaf, the last of its elan, That dances as often as dance it cau," he has a morbid, that is to say, a so far false, idea... | |
 | 1872 - 830 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 to the sky. Hush, beating heart... | |
 | 1879 - 592 trang
...month before the month of May, The night is chill, the forest bare, 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 to the sky. " A month before... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 470 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 so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush beating heart... | |
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