 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...Loosens her fmgmnt boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVH. Soon, trembling in her eoft and chilly nest. In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd ahe lay, Until... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half- hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haveu'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 pages
...her fragrant boddice ; by deqrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees s Half-hidden, /;.(.- a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, Bat dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. How true and cordial the " tearmed jewels !" and... | |
 | 1843 - 744 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplcx'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs and soul fatigued... | |
 | Christianity - 1843 - 744 pages
...wings, for heaven:—Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint. XXVI. " Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Her soothed limbs and soul fatigued away ; Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Flown, like... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...like a thought, until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven' d both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal, where swart Paynimspray ; Blinded alike from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 292 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued away, Flown, hke a thought, until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp' d like a missal,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile. she dreams...Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued away, Flown, Tike a thought, until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...Loosens her fragrant boddice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams...Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued away, Flown, Ttke a thought, until the morrow day ; Slissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp ' d like a... | |
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Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. 
