| 1809 - 954 стор.
...COLERIDOE.) THE frost performs its secret ministry, ' Unhelp'd by any wind. The owlet's ciy Cairn- loud — and hark, again-! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have leti me to that solitude, which suits Abbtruser musings : save that at my side My cradled int'ani slumbers... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 стор.
...FROST AT MIDNIGHT. Tit Frost performs its secret ministry, 1 Tnhelp'd by any wind. The owlet's cry Cune loud — and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates...at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits 1 Abstruser musings : save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. *T ii calm indeed... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...Once more, my friends ! farewell. FROST AT MIDNIGHT. THZ Frost performs its secret ministry, I'nhelp'd by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud — and hark,...at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits Ahctruscr musings : save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. T is calm indeed !... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 стор.
...FROST AT MIDNIGHT. THZ Frost performs its secret ministry, I nbelp'd by any wind. The owlet's cry Cune LAGE. OXCE more, sweet Stream ! with slow foot wandering near, I bless thy milky H»« left me to that solitude, which suit* Abunuer musings : save that at my ride My cradled infant... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 стор.
...FROST AT MIDNIGHT. THE Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelp'd by any wind. The owlet's cry Cime rike ! He reach'd his home, and by his lookf They saw his inward strife : And they clun leA me to that solitude, which suite Abstruser musings : save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers... | |
| Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 стор.
...He may associate joy. — Once more, farewell, Sweet Nightingale ! Once more, my friends ! farewell. FROST AT MIDNIGHT. THE frost performs its secret ministry,...all at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suite Abstruser musings : save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. 'Tis calm indeed... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 стор.
...MIDNIGHT. Pin: Frost performs its secret ministry, ("nholp'd by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loudr—and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage,...at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits Alsiruscr musings: save that at my side " My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. T is calm indeed !... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 688 стор.
...night He may associate joy.—Once more, farewell, Sweet Nightingale ! Once more, my friends! farewell. FROST AT MIDNIGHT. 'T'HE frost performs its secret...ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud—and hark, again ! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that... | |
| Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 стор.
...scaffold. He gave the finished picture to my father, in return for the kindness which he had shown him." FROST AT MIDNIGHT. THE frost performs its secret ministry,...cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that solitude that suits ' Abstruser musings; save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. 'T is calm,... | |
| William Draper Swan - 1851 - 442 стор.
...and silver waters break Into small waves and sparkle as he comes. LESSON XCIL Christmas. COLERIDGE. THE frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by...at rest, Have left me to that solitude which suits Abstniser musings ; save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully. Tis calm, indeed !... | |
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