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" On the other side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that inoaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There... "
The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Page 281
by James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pages
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A Thousand and One Gems of English and American Poetry from Chaucer to ...

Edwin O. Chapman - 1884 - 430 pages
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. Saml. Taylor Coleridge, THE LADY GERALDINE. " MY sire is of a noble line, And my name is Geraldine...
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Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, Volume 5

1888 - 344 pages
...oak, But moss and rarest misletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak tree. And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...— On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad- breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak...
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On the Structure of English Verse

Charles Witcomb - 1884 - 180 pages
...Coleridge, Byron, and Shelley. The la|dy spr;ing | up sud|denly, The 16ve|ly la|dy, Chris | label! It moaned | as near | as near | can be, But what | it is | she can| not tell. — On the 6th|er side | it seems | to be, Of the huge |, broad-breast|ed, old | oak-tree....
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

1885 - 668 pages
...oak But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that inoaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 pages
...oak But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the buge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...tell. — On the other side it seems to be Of the buge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth...
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1887
...rank of life or understanding THE HIGHLAND WIDOW. CHAPTER FIRST. It wound as near as near could hp. But what it is she cannot tell ; On the other side it seera'd to he, Of the huge broad-breasted old oak-tree. COLERIDGE. MRS. BETHUNE BALIOL'S Memorandum...
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Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1888 - 328 pages
...rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady leaps up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel ! It moaned...to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The...
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Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, Volume 5

1888 - 344 pages
...moss and rarest misletoe ; She kneels beneath the huge oak tree. And in silence prayeth she. The Udy sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel !...— On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad- breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1890 - 458 pages
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1890 - 482 pages
...oak, But moss and rarest mistletoe : She kneels beneath the huge oak-tree, And in silence prayeth she. The lady sprang up suddenly, The lovely lady, Christabel...side it seems to be Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind...
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