PoemsMacmillan, 1879 - 370 psl. |
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Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
Æsir Afrasiab answer'd arms art thou Asgard Balder blood breast breath Breidablik bright Brittany brow Callicles cheeks clear cold cries crown'd dark dead death deep dost doth dream earth Empedocles eyes fame father Fausta feel gaze gloom Gods golden gone grass grave green grey grief hair hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hela Hermod Hoder hour Iacchus Iseult King light live lonely look'd Midgard morn Nanna Niflheim night Niord o'er Obermann Odin Odin's once Oxus pain pale pass'd Pausanias Persian round Rustum sand sate Seistan shining side sings sleep Sleipner smile snow Sohrab soul spake spear spirit stand stars stood stream strife sweet Tartar tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought to-day Tristram Valhalla voice wandering waves weep wild wilt wind wood young youth
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Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | Poems |
| Autorius | Matthew Arnold |
| Leidėjas | Macmillan, 1879 |
| Originalas iš | Harvardo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 29 vasario 2008 |
| Ilgis | 370 psl. |
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