 Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there...  Beiträge zur neueren Literaturgeschichte - Pàgina 171908Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1820 - 790 pàgines
...as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still...fallen divinity Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her reeda Press*d her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - 574 pàgines
...grass, But where the dead leaf Jell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a...'mid her reeds Press'd her cold finger closer to her lip — ***** ' It seem'd no force could wake him from his place: But there came one, who, with a kindred... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pàgines
...on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, , But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still...of his fallen divinity . . . .: Spreading a shade i the Naiad 'mid her reeds . • . ¿ Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips. , ' t •' . .. .,.... | |
 | 1821 - 498 pàgines
...fell, there did it rut. A stream went voiceles* by, still deadeu'd mure By reasouof bis fallen diviniiy Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her reeds Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went No further than to where his feet had stray'd. And slept... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 pàgines
...as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from Ihe feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still...fallen divinity Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her rrals Press'd her cold linger closer to her lips. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 pàgines
...But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deadened люта By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her reeds Piess'd her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went. No further... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 pàgines
...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a...reeds Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept... | |
 | 1843 - 744 pàgines
...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden 'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her reeds Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips. " Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...life as ou a summer's day Robs one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, weet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing...appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove, But Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin sand large footmarks went No further than... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pàgines
...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deadened moro ir with idle state. Helm, nor hauberk's twisted mail, Nor e'en thy virtues, t Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin sand large footmarks went No further than... | |
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