 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: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering...  From Birth to Bridal - Strana 100autor/autoři: Mrs. Day - 1873Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1822 - 628 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts... | |
 | 1826 - 696 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fall Like sweet thonghts... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1826 - 676 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, , The Champak odours fail, Like sweet... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 str.
...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 thy chamber window, Sweet. The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The Champak odours fail, Like sweet thoughts... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 str.
...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream ; And the champak odours pine Like sweet... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 664 str.
...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fail Like sweet... | |
 | Garland - 1872 - 170 str.
...When the winds are breathing lo\v, And the stars are shining bright : I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me —who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 str.
...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fail Like sweet... | |
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