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Lives of the Illustrious: (the Biographical Magazine)., Том 7

1855
...overtook me. Tho moon rose in tho clearest sky I over saw, by whose soloinn light I paced on xlowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford all the hells tollod in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one another,...

English Grammar: The English Language in Its Elements and Forms. With a ...

William Chauncey Fowler - 1855 - 754 страници
...me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose light I paced on slowly, without cofnpany or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

Homes and Haunts of the Most Eminent British Poets, Том 1

William Howitt - 1856
...overtook me : the moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I passed on slowly without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells rang out in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

The Life of Alexander Pope: Including Extracts from His Correspondence

Robert Carruthers - 1857 - 490 страници
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the night bells tolled in different notes; the clocks of every college answered...

The North British review, Том 43

1865
...thought : — " The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw ; by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells toll'd in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 15; Том 78

1872
...overtook me. The moon rose in the dearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

A Thousand and One Gems of English Prose

1872 - 534 страници
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

MacMillan's Magazine, Том 25

Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1872
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light 1 paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before 1 reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

English Grammar: The English Language in Its Elements and Forms, with a ...

William Chauncey Fowler - 1873 - 796 страници
...evening overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose light I paced on slowly, without company or* any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a milo before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in difierent notes ; the clocks of every college...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 3

Robert Chambers - 1879
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes; the clocks of every college answered one another,...




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