 | David Masson - 1856 - 494 psl.
...trees, and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." This intimacy with the face of the earth, this rich and keen sense of pleasure in English nature, whether... | |
 | David Masson - 1856 - 528 psl.
...trees, and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...in the west The orange sky of evening died away." This intimacy with the face of the earth, this rich and keen sense of pleasure in English nature, whether... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far-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, gleamed Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, When we had... | |
 | 1860 - 552 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...I retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glanced sideways, leaving the tumultuous throng To cut across the reflex of a star, Image that, flying still... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tingled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,...were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky oi evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, — or sportively Gknced... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 psl.
...while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound • This extract is reprinted from " THE " Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward,...were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky oi evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, — or sportively Glanced... | |
 | 1859 - 148 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, gleamed Upon the glassy plain : and oftentimes, 118 REFLECTIONS... | |
 | James Payn - 1859 - 130 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars...the tumultuous throng, To cut across the reflex of a atstr That fled, and flying still before me, gleamed Upon the glassy plain." But Esthwaite Water is... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1859 - 432 psl.
...trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hillg Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars...Glanced sideway, leaving the tumultuous. throng, To cut across\the reflex of a star > That fled, and, flying still before me, gleamed Upon the glassy plain... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 880 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...clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died aivay. Not seldom fora the uproar 1 retired Into a silent bay, or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving... | |
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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... 
