The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry for the young'. Standard iii, v-vii |
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... of other stones as they fell . It was a long quarter of an hour before we were all safely landed on the snow beyond . A few minutes later we came to the brink of a precipice on THE WETTERHORN , THE FIRST ASCENT OF THE WETTERHORN . 57.
... of other stones as they fell . It was a long quarter of an hour before we were all safely landed on the snow beyond . A few minutes later we came to the brink of a precipice on THE WETTERHORN , THE FIRST ASCENT OF THE WETTERHORN . 57.
59 psl.
... fell , till the sound gradually died away in the silence of distance . A small quantity of black débris jutted out of the snow , and on this we sat down at nine o'clock to take our morning meal . When this was over , we fastened ...
... fell , till the sound gradually died away in the silence of distance . A small quantity of black débris jutted out of the snow , and on this we sat down at nine o'clock to take our morning meal . When this was over , we fastened ...
60 psl.
... fell over the brink of the arête by which we had been ascend- ing , and were hurled into a fathomless abyss beneath For nearly an hour the men laboured intently at their difficult task , in which it was impossible to give them help ...
... fell over the brink of the arête by which we had been ascend- ing , and were hurled into a fathomless abyss beneath For nearly an hour the men laboured intently at their difficult task , in which it was impossible to give them help ...
61 psl.
... fell headlong over the brink of the arête , and was out of sight in an instant . We all looked on in breathless anxiety ; for it depended upon the success of this assault whether that impregnable fortress was to be ours , or whether we ...
... fell headlong over the brink of the arête , and was out of sight in an instant . We all looked on in breathless anxiety ; for it depended upon the success of this assault whether that impregnable fortress was to be ours , or whether we ...
62 psl.
... fell abruptly away beneath me , towards an un- known and awful abyss ; a hand from an invisible person grasped mine ; I stepped across , and had passed the ridge of the Wetterhorn ! The instant before I had been face to face with a ...
... fell abruptly away beneath me , towards an un- known and awful abyss ; a hand from an invisible person grasped mine ; I stepped across , and had passed the ridge of the Wetterhorn ! The instant before I had been face to face with a ...
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The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
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22 psl. - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. "Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
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