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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... "
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под редакцията на - 1820
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The Indicator, Том 1

Leigh Hunt - 1820
...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...

The Monthly Review

1820
...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...

Atheneum, Or, Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 8

1821
...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...

The Classical Journal, Том 34

1826
...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...

Abaddon, the Spirit of Destruction: And Other Poems

Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - 157 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...

Selections from the works of Taylor, Hooker, Barrow [and others] by B. Montagu

Jeremy Taylor (bp. of Down and Connor.) - 1834
...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...

Bentley's Miscellany, Том 23

Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1848
...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....

Selections from the Works of Taylor, Latimer, Hall, Milton, Barrow, South ...

Basil Montagu - 1839 - 350 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...

The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 522 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...

The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 522 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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