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" I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? — To thy chamber window, sweet ! The... "
The Liberal: Verse and Prose from the South - Page 395
1822
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The Book of Rubies: A Collection of the Most Notable Love-poems in the ...

1866 - 396 pages
...Thee, In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright ; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the...
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The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With an Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1859 - 302 pages
...of thce, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window, sweet I The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream— The champak odors fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As...
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Moxon's standard penny readings [ed. by T. Hood]., Volume 2

Moxon Edward and co - 200 pages
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the...
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The Lovers' Dictionary: A Poetical Treasury of Lovers' Thoughts, Fancies ...

J. H. - 1867 - 860 pages
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark,...
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A screw loose, by William P. Lancaster, Volume 2; Volume 184

John Byrne Leicester Warren (3rd baron De Tabley.) - 1868 - 308 pages
...in the idiom of damsels, " wish very much." CHAPTER IV. SHE LOVES TOO MUCH TO DREAM OF ANY WRONG. " I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ?" — ShelUy. " Where is he ? I heard him call. I am free ! Nobody shall...
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Kept His Trust; Or, The Doctor's Household: the Record of a Noble Life

Amanda M. Douglas - 1868 - 338 pages
...blooms, wild Egyptian or Arab melodies that left Shelley's sweet song ringing through her brain : — " The wandering airs, they faint On the dark, the silent stream ; The champak's odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her...
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A manual of English prosody

Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - 88 pages
...In the first | sweet eleep of night, When the winds | are breathing low. And the stars | are shining bright : I arise | from dreams of Thee, And a spir|it in my feet Has led | me — who knows how ? — To thy cham|ber-window, Sweet ! Shelley. In this beautiful song,...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Complete in One Volume

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pages
...thee In the first eweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the...
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Our Poetical Favorites: A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English ...

1871 - 476 pages
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs, they faint On the dark...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pages
...thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining lton Ч is in vain to look, These shelves admit not any mode Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On...
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