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" twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. "
Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and Prose - Страница 463
под редакцията на - 1910 - 756 страници
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Том 30

1818 - 638 страници
...monsters of the deep are made ; each /brie Obeys thee ; thou guest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And1 1 Have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. My task is done — my song hath' ceased — my theme: Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 64

1848 - 788 страници
...youthful sports was on thy breast to" be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'dwith thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if...And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here." These Stanzas may be separated from the Poem — the feeling of readers innumerable so separates them...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 3

1818 - 762 страници
...and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like Uiy bubbles, onward: from a boy J wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight...billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — aa I do here. 185. My task is done — my song hath ceased— my theme Has died into nn echo ;...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 44

1838 - 884 страници
...breast to be Borne, like thy bubblei, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers— they to mo Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them...And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here." What connexion of thought or feeling is there between the first and the second of these stanzas ? None....

The Eclectic Review, Том 10; Том 28

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1818 - 648 страници
...monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. • And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. ' My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell...

THE EDINBURGH REVIEW OF CRITICAL JOURNAL

DAVID WILLISON - 1818 - 572 страници
...are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone, And I have loved (hce, Ocean } and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell should...

The Kaleidoscope: or, Literary and scientific mirror, Том 1

1821 - 438 страници
...monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful...were a child of thee. And trusted to thy billows far ind near, '• • •! laid in v band upon thy nunc— :, > I do here. LE PATTISSIER. Monsieur grown...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 3

1818 - 806 страници
...and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy 1 wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here. 185. My task is done— my song hath ceased— my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell...

The works, of ... lord Byron, Том 7

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 страници
...of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. CL XXXIV. And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful...was as it were a child of thee , And trusted to thy billo ws far and near , And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here., CLXXXV. My task is done —...

Briefe an eine deutsche Edelfrau über die neuesten englischen Dichter

Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 страници
...breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles , onward: from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to ms Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here *). *) Ach! dafs die Wüste mein Wohnsitz wäre, ein holdes Wesea •dort zu meiner Bedienung , dafs...




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