 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lain Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, **' Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, , But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - 574 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf Jell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | 1821 - 498 страници
...Still as the silence round about hit lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud oncloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd frail. But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rut. A stream went voiceles* by, still... | |
 | 1826 - 360 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head, Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass ; But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. Keats, we believe, was ignorant... | |
 | Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - 172 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head, Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was. there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest." *•* * ***** Upon the sodden ground... | |
 | Jeremy Taylor (bp. of Down and Connor.) - 1834 - 364 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. KEATS. It is a stormy night, and... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1848 - 692 страници
...is done ! CUTHBERT BEDE. . — Where the unpierced shade Imbrown'd the noontide bowers. — MILTON. No stir of air was there ; Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf i'cll. there did it lie.— KEATS. THE DANISH SEAMAN'S SONG.... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1839 - 404 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. KEATS. It is a stormy night, and... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 страници
...Still as ihe silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from Ihe feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs nol one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream... | |
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Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where... 
