 | 1816 - 658 psl.
...is not wind enough to twirl From the lovely lady's cheek.— The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light,...What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright, Drest in a silken robe of white ; * Her neck, her feet, her arms were bare, And the jewels disorder'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 82 psl.
...The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, aud hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up...What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright, Drest in a silken robe of white ; Her neck, her feet, her arms were bare, And the jewels disorder'd... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1816 - 678 psl.
...hanging to high, Ob the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of " hristabcl ! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms...What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright, Drest in a silken robe of white ; Her neck, her feet, her arms were bare, And the jewels di^order'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 242 psl.
...the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light,...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak. What sees she there?... | |
 | John Bickerton - 1816 - 70 psl.
...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clany. That dances as often as dance it can, "x " - . Hanging so light, and hanging so high, . On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. . .'• We are aware that our decision may appear harsh to many ; but we must positively assert, that... | |
 | 1816 - 612 psl.
...tale we have hitherto omitted, we cannot deny ourselves the pleasure of transcribing the following:— Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." The larger and more imposing appearances ot nature are generally made use of in description ; but although... | |
 | 1820 - 774 psl.
...the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its dan, That dances as often as dance it can. Hanging so light,...What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright, Drest in a silken robe of white ; Her neck, her feet, her arms were bare, And the jewels disorder'd... | |
 | 1834 - 918 psl.
...beating heart of Christabel ! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her closk, And stole to the other side of the oak. What sees she there ? " There she sees a damsel bright, Drcst in a silken robe of white, That shadowy in the moonlight shone : The neck that made that white... | |
 | 1820 - 784 psl.
...From the lovely lady's cheekThere is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light,...arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side ef the oak. • What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright, Drest in a silken robe of white... | |
 | 1822 - 492 psl.
...All nature was in harmony : There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can ; Hanging so...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. And while " in glorious sympathy with suns that set", we felt the softness of the hour Steal on the... | |
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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 as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On... 
