 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.  A Briefer Practical Rhetoric - หน้า 259โดย John Scott Clark - 1891 - 307 หน้ามุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 242 หน้า
...— 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. She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak. What sees she there?... | |
 | 1816 - 658 หน้า
...twirl From the lovely lady's cheek.— 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 of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1816 - 612 หน้า
...tale we have hitherto omitted, we cannot deny ourselves the pleasure of transcribing the following:— Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." The larger and more imposing appearances ot nature are generally made use of in description ; but although... | |
 | John Bickerton - 1816 - 70 หน้า
...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clany. That dances as often as dance it can, "x " - . Hanging so light, and hanging so high, . On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. . .'• We are aware that our decision may appear harsh to many ; but we must positively assert, that... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1816 - 82 หน้า
...The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, aud hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1820 - 774 หน้า
...cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its dan, 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 of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1820 - 784 หน้า
...cheekThere 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 of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well ! She folded her arms beneath her cloak,... | |
 | 1822 - 492 หน้า
...harmony : There was 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. And while " in glorious sympathy with suns that set", we felt the softness of the hour Steal on the... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 574 หน้า
...day ? ' There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as long as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.' " Some eight or ten lines of ' Christa" bel ' * found themselves in ' The Siege " of Corinth/ I hardly... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 372 หน้า
...' There is not wind enough to twirl " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, " That dances as long as dance it can, " Hanging so light, and hanging so...high, " On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.' " Some eight or ten lines of ' Christabel ' * found them" selves in ' The Siege of Corinth,' I hardly... | |
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