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" There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek— 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 Poetical Works of Lord Byron - Page 122
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1859 - 827 pages
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The poetical and dramatic works of S. T. Coleridge, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Literary Criticism - 1861
...the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...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...
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The St. James's Magazine, Volume 2

Great Britain - 1861
...be aeen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every wound inflicted upon the parent trunk. Dare we say it is sensible...
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The St. James's Magazine, Volume 2

English literature
...be seen that the injury is felt by the remotest leaf, and that its power to form wood is lessened. " The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky," is influenced by every wound inflicted upon the parent trunk. Dare we say it is sensible...
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Lessons in Life

Timothy Titcomb - 1861
...are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like— " The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes to look...
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Lessons in life: a series of familiar essays

Josiah Gilbert Holland - Fiction - 1861 - 344 pages
...these are all the time bobbing up and down, and trembling, and threatening to bob up and down, like — "The one red leaf, the last of its clan That dances...dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, Oa the topmost bough that looks up at the sky." Any person who sits near Mrs. Flutter Budget, or undertakes...
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Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century

1863
...no more its uherish'd earth ! Jfr The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its elan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864
...huge, broad-breasted, old oak-tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak ? There is not wind enough in the air To move...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...
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The Poems of S. T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 1864 - 299 pages
...huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill ; the forest bare ; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move...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...
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The Poems of S.T. Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 299 pages
...is, she cannot tell.— On the other side it seems to be, Of the huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, heating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms...
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Barbara's History, Volume 3

1864 - 311 pages
...of my childish romance, I could not help thinking of this passage in " Christabel :"— " There was not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky." Suddenly, while I was repeating the last two lines dreamily over and over, the St....
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