 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 the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward,...  A Hand-book to the English Lakes - Página 48por James Payn - 1859 - 88 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 páginas
...• " 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 Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alian sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1818 - 352 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy—not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the Stars,... | |
 | 1824 - 514 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | 1825 - 500 páginas
...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 Tinkled like irun : while tlie dis'ant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 páginas
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice WHS idle ; with the din, Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the dUUint hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 páginas
...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 Tinkled like iron; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
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