 Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of...  The Park Review - 127 psl.1900Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1845 - 606 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospeet of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1845 - 614 psl.
...shooting from the clear blue skv, * Letters reprinted from 'The MorniugFoit.' Keadal, 1845, pp. 23. The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, . .....spake by the way-side As if a voice, were in .them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered cloutls and region of the heavens,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1845 - 602 psl.
...shooting from the clear blue sky, * Laters repriuted from ' The Horning Post.' Kendal, 1845, pp. 23. The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black...spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1845 - 604 psl.
...Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocka that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling...spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 416 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting winds bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As ifa voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1850 - 396 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1850 - 412 psl.
...of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The...spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens,... | |
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