 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 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 feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 страници
...silence round about his lair; JOHN KEATS. 441 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 feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 страници
...silence round about his lair; Forest on Forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of n!r was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grasft, But where the (lead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream weat voiceless by, still... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 страници
...was there, Not so much lift* as on a summer's day Bobs not one light seed from the feathered graso, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream wc.it voiceless by, still deadened more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a fliade : the Naiad... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1881 - 738 страници
...steersman's part Is vigilance; blow it rougher smooth. Scott, Fortune ofNigelffi. STILLNESS— see Night. 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. STOICS— see Pride. As monumental... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 страници
...Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about Like cloud on cloud. No stir Not so much life as 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... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1882 - 632 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 feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1882 - 426 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. A stream went voiceless by, still... | |
 | Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1882 - 420 страници
...of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Kobs 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 deaden'd more By reason of his fallen divinity Spreading a shade : the Naiad 'mid her reeds, Press'd... | |
 | John Keats - 1882 - 440 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 hot one light seed . . . t His. t a. Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went] No further than to... | |
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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... 
