 Then, in a low lulling tone, she sang these words : — 0 sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave, Nor feel the breeze that round thee lingering strays To drink thy balmy breath, And sigh one long farewell Soon shall it mourn above thy wat'ry bed,...  Phantasmion - Page 141by Sara Coleridge Coleridge - 1837 - 387 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1840 - 650 pages
...Seshelma, a malignant, watery being, whose deceitful aid she has purchased at that dear price : — ' 0 sleep, my babe ! Hear not the rippling wave, Nor feel...sigh one long farewell. Soon shall it mourn above thy watery bed, And whisper to me on the wave-beat shore, Deep murm'ring in reproach Thy sad, untimely... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1840 - 658 pages
...dear price : — ' O sleep, my babe ! Hear not the rippling wave, Nor feel the breeze that round thce lingering strays, To drink thy balmy breath, And sigh one long farewell. Soon Soon shall it mourn above thy watery bed, And whisper to me on the wave-beat shore, Deep murm'ring... | |
 | George Washington Bethune - 1848 - 526 pages
...sickly swoon, Like lilies drooping mid the blaze of noon.' A MOTHER OVER HER CHILD DEVOTED TO DEATH. ' O SLEEP, my babe ! Hear not the rippling wave, Nor...sigh one long farewell. Soon shall it mourn above thy watery bed, And whisper to me on the wave-beat shore, Deep murm'ring in reproach Thy sad, untimely... | |
 | Sara Coleridge Coleridge - 1874 - 496 pages
...prompted him to approach the low projecting cliff, and, leaning against it, to look down into the cave. Having done this he started, for there, on the same...mourn above thy wat'ry bed. And whisper to me, on the wave -beat shore, Deep murm'ring in reproach, Thy sad untimely fate. Ere those dear eyes had opened... | |
 | Sara Coleridge Coleridge - 1874 - 376 pages
...and let it fall on the soft bed of sand. Then, in a low lulling tone, she sang these words : — 0 sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave, Nor feel...reproach, Thy sad untimely fate. Ere those dear eyes had opened on the light, In vain to plead, thy coming life was sold, O ! wakened but to sleep, Whence it... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1840 - 650 pages
...Seshelmo, a malignant, watery being, whose deceitful aid she has purchased at that dear price : — ' O sleep, my babe ! Hear not the rippling wave, Nor...sigh one long farewell. Soon shall it mourn above thy watery bed, And whisper to me on the wave-beat shore, Deep murm'ring in reproach Thy sad, untimely... | |
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