 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1849 - 394 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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 pagine
...we flew. And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leofleea trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult eeot an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 pagine
...hare. S:> 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 - 1850 - 412 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 stare... | |
 | 1850 - 662 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 ; whikrfar distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 750 pagine
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meiowhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and...and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. \ot seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, — or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 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...unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling c)°ar, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into... | |
 | 1851 - 496 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 Tinkle like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed,... | |
 | George Searle Phillips - 1852 - 314 pagine
...hare. 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 awful sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 760 pagine
...especially to the lines " 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...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." Or to the poem on THE GREEN LlNNET, vol. ip 244.f What can be more accurate yet more lovely than the... | |
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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 Eastward were... 
