 | 1828 - 814 pages
...the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, :. Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | 1832 - 598 pages
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the mormng star shines dead ; As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...breathe, from the lit sea beneath Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...on the hack of my sailing rack. When the morning-star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag. of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest,... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pages
...on the back of my sailing rack. When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit,...golden wings ; And when sunset may breathe, from the sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pages
...the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead ; A> on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of lore, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alii one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings....breathe, from the lit sea beneath. Its ardors of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, Witli wings folded i... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pages
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pages
...on the hack of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven ahove, With... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pages
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pages
...on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead. As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit,...sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With... | |
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Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. 
