 On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected...  The Story of My Wardship - Pàgina 97per Mary Catherine Jackson - 1856Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | John Davidson - 1924 - 184 pàgines
...incarnate in the Bishop of St. Praxed's Church. Perhaps Shelley affords the best touchstone. "He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be; But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will t, To make lier gentle vows; Her slender palms together prest. Heaving someti ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be ; But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they bo ; But from these create he ean Forms more real than... | |
 | Richard H. Horne - 1844 - 382 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thoughts' wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be ; But from these, create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aurial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be ; But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt Thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be— But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 834 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses [nesses. Of shapes that haunt thought's wilderHe will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom. Nor heed nor see, what things they be; But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt Thought's wildernesses He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be — But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | John Harris - 1868 - 296 pàgines
...mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thonght's wilderness : He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be ; But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 714 pàgines
...back ere morrow, Or the sage will wake in sorrow. Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than... | |
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