| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 82 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those...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,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 376 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| 1840 - 378 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That, with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, ed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree;...beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight't would win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight't would win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 't would win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 стор.
...within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome !...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,... | |
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