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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... "
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...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...

The English Poets: Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880
...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...

Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Томове 5–6

Robert Chambers - 1880
...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...

Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Томове 5–6

Robert Chambers - 1880
...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...

A Dictionary of Quotations from the English Poets

Henry George Bohn - 1881 - 715 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...

The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various ..., Том 4

M. Arnold - 1881
...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...

English Language and Literary Criticism: English poetry

James Baldwin - 1882
...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...

The Literary History of England in the End of the Eighteenth and ..., Том 3

Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1882
...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...

The Literary History of England in the End of the Eighteenth and ..., Том 3

Mrs. Oliphant (Margaret) - 1882
...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...

The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1882 - 282 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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