 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 psl.
...leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars...the uproar I retired Into a silent bay or sportively Glanc'd sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng To cut across the image of a Star That gleam'd upon... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the image of a Star That gleamed upon the ice : and oftentimes, When we had given our bodies to the wind,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cut across the image of a Star That gleamed upon the ice : and oftentimes, When we had given our bodies to the wind,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alian sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." Or to the poem on the green linnet, vol. I. p. 244. What can be more accurate yet more lovely than... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1818 - 352 psl.
...Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy—not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling...the uproar I retired Into a silent bay or sportively Glanc'd sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng To cut across the image of a star That gleam'd upon... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the Stars,...Glanced sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cross the bright reflection of a Star, Image, that, dying still before me, — gleamed Upon the glassy... | |
 | 1824 - 514 psl.
...leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars,...uproar I retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glabced sideway, leaving the tumultuous throng To cut across the image of a star That gleamed upon... | |
 | 1825 - 500 psl.
...sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars,4' Eastward, were sparklmg clear, and in the welt The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from...retired Into a silent bay,— or sportively Glanced sidewav, leaving the tumultuous throng, To cross the bright reflection o: a Star,— Image, that, flving... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 psl.
...leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the dUUint hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars...the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not Kcldom from the uproar I retired Into a »ill-lit hay, or sportively Glanced s'uleway, leaving the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 416 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a Star, Image, that, flying still before me, gleam'd Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, When we had given... | |
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And not a voice was idle : with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were... 
