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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. "
Modern painters - Page 205
by John Ruskin - 1894
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The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein ...

Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 pages
...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 the sky. Hush beating heart...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's check — There is not wind enough to twirl Tay Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, heating...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...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 the sky. Hush, beating...
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Christian Examiner and Theological Review, Volume 9; Volume 14

1833 - 424 pages
...Christabel," the poetical feeling is equally diffused over the whole. " 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." The second characteristic...
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The Christian Examiner and General Review, Volume 14

Francis Jenks, James Walker, Francis William Pitt Greenwood, William Ware - 1833 - 420 pages
...Christabel," the poetical feeling is equally diffused over the whole. " 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." The second characteristic...
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The British Critic, Quarterly Theological Review, and ..., Volume 16

1834 - 512 pages
...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 the sky. " Hush, beating...
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The Works of George Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His ..., Volume 10

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 pages
...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 at the sky."— EJ He gazed,...
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The Dublin University Magazine, Volume 6

1835 - 726 pages
...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 the sky. Hush, beating...
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The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 6

1835 - 742 pages
...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 ran, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating...
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The Carthusian, Issue 1

1837 - 574 pages
...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 the sky." Here it was that...
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