| James Thomson - 1841 - 352 страници
...burst of rain, Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...banks The river lift, before whose rushing tide Herds, Socks, and harvests, cottages and swains, Roll mingled down ; all that the winds had spared In one... | |
| John Aikin - 1841 - 840 страници
...black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still over-head The mingling tempest weaves ils bills, innumerable streams Tumultuous roar ; and high above its banks The river lift ; before whose... | |
| James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1842 - 378 страници
...of rain, Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends 331 In one continuous flood. Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...Herds, flocks, and harvests, cottages, and swains, 340 Roll mingled down : all that the winds had spar'd, In one wild moment ruin'd ; the big hopes, And... | |
| James Thomson - 1842 - 384 страници
...burst of rain, Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still overhead The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...streams Tumultuous roar; and high above its banks 320 330 The river lift; before whose rushing tide, Herds, flocks, and harvests, cottages, and swains,... | |
| James Thomson - 1842 - 440 страници
...burst of ratu Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The deluge deepens; till the fields armmd Lie sunk, and flatted, in the sordid wave. Stidden, the ditches swell, the meadows swim, Bed,... | |
| John Aikin - 1843 - 830 страници
...burst of rain, Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still over-head to the shadowy vale, While rocks and floods reflect...half-blotted from the sky, her light. Fainting, permits har vest, cottages, and swains, Roll mingled down ; all that the winds had spar'd In one wild moment... | |
| John Aikin - 1843 - 826 страници
...burst of rain. Swept from the black horizon, broad, descend* In one continuous flood. Still over-head owers aloft shading the fount of life, And where the...Bind their resplendent locks inwreath'd with beams it* banks The river lift; before whose rushing tide, Herds, flocks, and harvest, cottages, and swains,... | |
| Encyclopaedia - 1845 - 852 страници
...ieting ouer to shaddow the narrow streets. Purchas. Pilgrimage, book vi. ch. v. sec. 4. Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...deluge deepens ; till the fields around Lie sunk, und flatted, in the sordid wave. Thomson. Autumn. It is true, he runs into л flat of thought, sometimes... | |
| James Thomson - 1847 - 504 страници
...of rain, Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends 331 In one continuous flood.* Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...around Lie sunk, and flatted, in the sordid wave. ' 335 Sudden, the ditches swell ; the meadows swim. Red, from the hills, innumerable streams, Tumultuous... | |
| Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 страници
...burst of rain Swept from the black horizon, broad, descends In one continuous flood. Still over head The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The...meadows swim, Red, from the hills, innumerable streams The river lift; before whose rushing tide, • Tumultuous roar, and high above its banks Roll mingled... | |
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