 A love in desolation masked; a power Girt round with weakness; it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow; even whilst we speak Is it not broken? On the withering flower The killing...  The Nineteenth Century - 第 168 頁由 編輯 - 1848完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 314 頁
...Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansics overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue; And a...light spear- topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 574 頁
...Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue ; And a...light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 頁
...laws. This view was bounded by an immense extent of the ~ His head was bound with pansies overblown. And faded violets, white and pied and blue, And a light spear topp'd with a cypress .pone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tressee grew, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,)... | |
 | 1825 - 418 頁
...Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. " His head was bound with fancies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And...light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noon-day dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | 1825 - 498 頁
...Pursued, like raging hounds, their rather and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue ; And a...light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping w,th the forest's noonday dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | 1825 - 494 頁
...Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue ; And a...light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | 1825 - 422 頁
...raging hounds, their father and their prey. " His head was bound with fancies overblown, And'faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noon-day dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 頁
...raging hounds, their father and their prey. xxxn. A pard-like Spirit beautiful and swift— A Lore in desolation masked;— a Power Girt round with weakness;—...scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ;— even whilst we speak Is it not broken?... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 頁
...blood, even while the Ьилтг, break. ХХХШ. His head was bound with paneies over-fctewu And laded > { ƛ 6 wrw. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tress« gré» Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew Vibrated,... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 頁
...life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was hound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shuft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
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