 | 1848 - 578 страници
...is unrivalled for its still and awful portraiture : — " Deep in the shady sadness Sat grey-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair." The air around was still and " Wliere tfie dead leaf fell, there did it rest." " A stream went voiceless... | |
 | 1849 - 544 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1849 - 284 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...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. The voice I hear this passing night... | |
 | 1849 - 548 страници
...the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, qniet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair...Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one li^ht seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much of life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 страници
...morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still ns the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest...cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much of life as on a summer's day Robs not one liglit seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat grey-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired * one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream... | |
 | 1851 - 608 страници
...Miltonic. The silence is sublime, and tho sound of the verse rolls off constantly into a silence. " No stir of air was there ; Not so much life as on a summer's day Kobe nut one light seed from the feathered grass, But whore the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 страници
...Far from tho fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as tho silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung...No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell there did... | |
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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... 
