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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. "
Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ... - 第 283 頁
由 編輯 - 1880
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Blackwood's Magazine, 第 80 卷

1856 - 834 頁
...Every reader of poetry, we may assume, is acquainted with Shelley's exquisite song, commencing — " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright ;" and also with Byron's— " There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee, And like...
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The Liberal: Verse and Prose from the South, 第 1-2 卷

1822 - 628 頁
...own face, and does not make her rhymes. SONG, WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISK from dreams of thce In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 頁
...elate and gay, I hastened to the spot whence I had come, That I might there present it!—Oh! to whom? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee...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, the silent...
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The Oriental herald and colonial review [ed. by J.S. Buckingham]., 第 11 卷

James Silk Buckingham - 1826 - 676 頁
...succeeding Number. SONG WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. By the late Mr. SheUey. I ARISE from dreams of tliee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To...
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The Oriental Herald, 第 11 卷

1826 - 696 頁
...succeeding Number. SONG WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. By the late Mr. Shelley. 1 ARISE from dreams of Ihee In the first sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me. Who knows how ? To...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the ..., 第 1 卷

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 頁
...with a transition less startling. The following Lines to an Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how " To thy chamber-window, sweet ! " The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak...
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Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 頁
...kiss the sea ; What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I AKISE from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep of night,...my feet Has led me — who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window sweet. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint,...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the ..., 第 1 卷

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 頁
...with a transition less startling. The following Lines to an Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep...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, the...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 第 1 卷

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 頁
...damning stains away. Literary Gazette. SONG, WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. BY THE LATE PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. I ARISE from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, ' And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 第 1 卷

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 頁
...damning stains away. Literary Gazette. SOXG, WRITTEN FOB AN INDIAN AIR. BY THE LATE PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. I ARISE from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit, in my feet, Hath led me, — who knows how...
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