 My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd...  Blackwood's Magazine - 94 psl.1862Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1833 - 388 psl.
...name my spirit loathes and fears, My father held his hand upon my face; I blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak, my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stem black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quivered as they... | |
 | Henry Alford - 1841 - 272 psl.
...hand upon his face; " ' Still strove to speakmy voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly T could descry The stern blackbearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. "' The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore: One drew a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 psl.
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 psl.
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXTIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 psl.
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver 'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 260 psl.
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-hearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 psl.
...I was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears: XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Uimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. xxix.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 psl.
...spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 psl.
...was cut off from hope in that sad place, Which yet to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs...black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore; One drew... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 psl.
...name my spirit loathes and fears : My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry " The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver' d, and the shore ; The bright... | |
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