| Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 556 pagine
...pleasures — So thro' the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle ; with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed." But it is more... | |
| David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 360 pagine
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 pagine
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far-distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed while the stars,... | |
| 1857 - 494 pagine
...darling. Whether " through water, earth, and air, the soul of happy sound was spread," or the "far-distant hills into the tumult sent an alien sound of melancholy not unnoticed," there was ever expression enough to stir the depths of Wordsworth's watchful heart without enslaving... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858 - 770 pagine
...and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang alond ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like...; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alicn sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling elear, and in the... | |
| Kenelm Henry Digby - 1858 - 292 pagine
...Smitten, the precipices ring aloud ; The leafless trees, and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed." Children's pleasures and those of youth are, as far as they go, what the Pere Boutauld designates as... | |
| WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pagine
...the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tingled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 pagine
...: with the din Meanwhile tho precipices rang aloud j The leafless trees and every icy crag Tingled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound • This extract is reprinted from " THE " Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward,... | |
| William Hone - 1859 - 880 pagine
...Ihe huntfd hare. So through the darkne*s and the cold «-e flew, And not a voice was idle ; with the din, Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless...clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died aivay. Not seldom fora the uproar 1 retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving... | |
| James Payn - 1859 - 130 pagine
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle. With the din Smitten the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
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