 | 1822 - Страниц: 628
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart ; —... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - Страниц: 440
...from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me—who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream— The champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As... | |
 | 1826 - Страниц: 696
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me. Who knows how ? To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fall Like sweet thonghts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart ; —... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - Страниц: 156
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me— who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fail ,» Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart,... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1826 - Страниц: 676
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint. It dies upon her heart ;—... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - Страниц: 600
...in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window sweet. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As I must upon thine, Beloved as thou art ! O lift me from the grass ! I die, I faint, I fail ; Let thy love... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - Страниц: 430
...thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - Страниц: 498
...thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, , The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - Страниц: 512
...dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how " To thy chamber-window, sweet ! " The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fall, Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies upon her heart, As... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - Страниц: 422
...thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath Jed me, — who knows how ! — To thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart :... | |
| |
In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? 
