 Tinkled like iron ; while far-distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into...  The Poetry of Sport - Pagina 131a cura di - 1901 - 420 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | 1825 - 500 pagine
...Star,— Image, that, flving still before me, gluamed Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, W hen we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on eithcr side Came sweeping through ttie darkness, spinning still Tlie rapid line of moti in, then at... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 pagine
...tumultuous throng To cut across the imntre of a star That gleamed upon the ice ; and oftentimes Where we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy hanks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, shunning still The rapid line of motion, then... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 416 pagine
...evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, — or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a Star, Image, that, flying still before me, gleam'd Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, When we had given... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pagine
...tumultuous throng. To cut across the reflex of a Star, Image, that, flying still before me, gleam'd Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, When we had...the wind. And all the shadowy banks on either side Tlir rapid liue of motion, then at ODCC Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopp'd short ; yet still... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 414 pagine
...tumultuous throng, To cross the bright reflection of a star, Image that, dying still before me, gleam'd Upon the glassy plain: and oftentimes When we had...the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Carne sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 pagine
...throng, To cut across the гевех of a star ; linage, that, flying still before me, gleamed I'jion the glassy plain: and oftentimes, When we had given...the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Гите sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Hare... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 pagine
...star ; Image, that, flying still before me, gleamed I1 pon the glassy plain: and oftentimes, ^ hen we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side C&me sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once i Нivе... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 pagine
...evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glanced bideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a star ; Image, that, flying still before me, gleamed t/pon the glassy plain: and oftentimes, When we liad... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 750 pagine
...sportively Glanced sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a Star, Image, that, flying still before me, gleamed Upon the glassy plain...the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Cune sweeping through the darkness, spinning still Tbe rapid line of motion, then at once Hire 1, reclining... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 pagine
...of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a star ; Image that, flying still before me, gleamed Upon the glassy plain ; and oftentimes, When we had given... | |
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