Quotes About Orbed

'Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?

Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright, And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen For what listen they?

That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

That orbèd maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor By the midnight breezes strewn.