 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 622 pagine
...especially to the lines, " So through Ihe darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the ylor Coleridge sonnd Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 764 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 trees and every icy erag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult Bent an alicn sound Of melancholy,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 766 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 LINNET, vol. ip 244. t What can be more accurate yet more lovely than the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 776 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...while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien Bound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 566 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 erag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy —... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 590 pagine
...snow-drift into the abyss below, startling the clear winter echoes, we have already aroused, while "The precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and...sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed." But the references to sound and its influnce are scattered with such affluenee thro' the volumes of... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 358 pagine
...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 sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from... | |
 | David Masson - 1856 - 528 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,... | |
 | David Masson - 1856 - 494 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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...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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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... 
