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" 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 the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. "
Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron: Noted During a Residence with ... - Page 173
by Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 345 pages
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The art of skating, by Cyclos

George Anderson (of Glasgow.) - 1852 - 106 pages
...clear autumnal days, when the fields are bare, and the woods shorn of their Summer splendour, save " 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 the topmost twig that looks up...
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Calendar of the University of Sydney

University of Sydney - 1853 - 810 pages
...home amongst men and women. I would rather read Chaucer than Ariosto. — (Keats, late in 1819.) ( f] 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 nnd hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 712 pages
...There is not wiod 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 BO light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at...
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Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to Tennyson

Henry Reed - 1855 - 424 pages
...bleak. There is not wind enough in the air To more 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 the topmost twig that looks up to the...
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Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to Tennyson

Henry Reed - 1855 - 416 pages
...oak-tree. 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 the topmost twig that looks up to the...
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Transactions of the Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire ..., Volumes 7-8

1855 - 712 pages
...'.' There is not wind enough in the air To move aw»y 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 aa often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up...
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The New England Farmer, Volume 7

1855 - 632 pages
...there is one left, which neither frost, nor winds, nor beating rains have parted from its stem : — " 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 the topmast twig that looks up at...
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Transactions of the Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire ..., Volume 8

Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire - 1856 - 360 pages
...? 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 the topmost twig that looks up at...
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Modern Painters ...

John Ruskin - 1856 - 452 pages
...souls, and those are leaves; he makes no confusion of one with the other. But when Coleridge speaks of " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can," he has a morbid, that is to say, a so far false, idea about the leaf: he fancies...
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Modern Painters ...

John Ruskin - 1856 - 450 pages
...souls, and those are leaves; he makes no confusion of one with the other. But when Coleridge speaks of " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can," he has a morbid, that is to say, a so far false, idea about the leaf: he fancies...
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