 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat grey-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat grey-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade:... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat grey-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did itrest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat grey-hair' d Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grasa, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 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...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 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...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 страници
...sunken from the healthy breath of morn Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat grey-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round...summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd gross, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd... | |
 | John William Lester - 1847 - 376 страници
...ceased: suddenly the moon peered above the horizon, and, oh! how exquisitely serene were all things; " no stir of air was there, not so much life as on a summer's day robs one light seed from the feathered grass." The tower, the roof of the cottage, the tree-tops were silvered... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 страници
...suuken from the healthy breath of muni, Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone. Still as the silence round about his loir; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. Ko stir of air was there, Not so much... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 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...grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deadened more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade... | |
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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... 
