Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,... Progressive Exercises in Rhetorical Reading: Particularly Designed to ... - Strona 119autor: Richard Green Parker - 1835 - Liczba stron: 144Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
| John Murray (Firm) - 1811 - Liczba stron: 618
...loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth. To mate these felt ami feelings, well nuy he Tilings tli.it have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - Liczba stron: 466
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft shqult blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVJ. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make ihese felt and feeling, well may be Tilings that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Liczba stron: 292
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Liczba stron: 478
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...in me is sleepless, — If I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
| John Pierpont - 1823 - Liczba stron: 492
...hills shakes with its mountain mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth. ***** Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye,...tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like eagles, some high nest ? Leiion 181.] FIRST CLASS... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - Liczba stron: 234
...understand, That in such gaps as desolation work'd There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departed voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,—if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - Liczba stron: 334
...That in sueh gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should hlast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVL Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ye!...and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may he Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - Liczba stron: 226
...these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departed voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
| George Clinton - 1825 - Liczba stron: 826
...That, in such gaps as desolation worked, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurked. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! .ye...voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless — if 1 rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ' Or... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Liczba stron: 906
...in such gaps as desolation.work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. , XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may he Things that have made me watchful; the fer roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in... | |
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