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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... "
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ... - الصفحة 99
بواسطة William Hone - 1830
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Methodist Review, المجلد 10;المجلد 21

1839
...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...every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant bills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward,...

Burton's Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, المجلد 4

Edgar Allan Poe - 1839
...the hunted hare. So through the darkness and the oold we flew. And not a voice was idle ; with the din, Meanwhile, the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag 7 ',/•'/./' like iron ; while tlie distant hills Into the Umnih sent an alien sound Of melancholy...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 546
...especially to the lines, " So through the darkness and the cold we new, And not a vnice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless...the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unuoliced. while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the welt The orange sky of evening...

Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, المجلد 1

John Wilson - 1842
...imitative of the chase, And woodland pleasures." What follows is extremely beautiful:— " With the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud; The leafless...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." The lines distinguished by italics possess a grace similar to that which I pointed out in a previous...

Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, المجلد 1

John Wilson - 1842
...pleasures." What follows is extremely beautiful : — " With the din Meanwhile the precipices Jang aloud ; The leafless trees, and every icy crag, Tinkled...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." The lines distinguished by italics possess a grace similar to that which I pointed out in a previous...

The Poems of William Wordsworth ...

William Wordsworth - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 619
...every icy crag Tinkled like iron; while far-distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound l If melancholy, not unnoticed while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange iky of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired I ntn a silent bay, or sportively (...

The Poems of William Wordsworth, D.C.L., Poet Laureate, Etc. Etc

William Wordsworth - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 619
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle: with t he 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,...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 546
...precipices rang aloud ; The lenflefiH trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while tho disant hill» Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the elan Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away." Or to the...

The Ecclesiastic [afterw.] The Theologian and ecclesiastic ..., المجلدات 11-12

...emblem of his own unfruitful life." And in a fine passage of this very poem already referred to, •• the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." — p. 21. And again : " An auxiliar light Came from my mind, which on the setting sun Bestowed new...

Biographia Literaria; Or, Biographical Sketches of My Literary ..., المجلد 2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 804
...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. i., p. 244.40 What can be more accurate yet more lovely than...




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