 The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the 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...  The Augustan review - Сторінка 191816Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1841 - 482 стор.
...noticed these lines in Christabel. They are an example of perfect masterv in musical versification :— The night is chill; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak 1 There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek—... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 стор.
...unintcntioa ally imitated: — " The night is chill, the for«! bare, 1« it the wind that moarielb ver be furl From the lovely lady's cheek There il not wind ennugh In twirl The one red leaf, the last of its... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 стор.
...—[The following are the lint» in " Chriktabel " which Lord Byron had unintentionally imitated:— " pe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and nioneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl Krnm the lovely lady's... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 стор.
...imitated. We add a brief specimen: — The night is chill ; the forest hare ; Is it the wind that moanctli hia own hand, to terminate the scene of misery ; but happily the contempt of death forsakes him cheek ; There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the hut of its clan, That dances as often... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 стор.
...irregular harmony delighted both Scott and Byron, by whom it was imitated. We add a brief specimen: — ive innovation ; single words may enter by thousands, and i There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek ;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 стор.
...is, she cannot tell. — On the other side it seems to be, Of tho huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak I There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek —... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...it is, she cannot tell, On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? (This "bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...it is, she cannot tell, On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak • (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 стор.
...it is, she cannot tell, On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ' (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...it is, she cannot tell, On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree The night is chill, the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak' (This " bleak moaning " is a witch's) There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet... | |
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