 | 1854 - 128 страница
...meaner hunters tore, And dips his talons in no vulgar gore. TENNYSON. E clasps the crag with hooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with...his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. >. I * '• * .-.•*...-.• . - ' • * . . . . . I - - . THE WILD DUCK. WORDSWORTH. THE WILD DUCK'S... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1897 - 346 страница
...Ireland, where he went in 1848, as he said, "to inhale Atlantic breezes, and listen to the divine sea." He clasps the crag with crooked hands, Close to the sun, in lonely lands Ringed with the azure world he stands, The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls, He watches from his mountain... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 страница
...THE EAGLE. FBAGMENT. HE clasps the crag with hooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Eing'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea...his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. MOTE eastward, happy earth, and leave Ton orange sunset waning slow : From fringes of the faded eve,... | |
 | James Hamilton - 1856 - 984 страница
...Pays tribute to his eyrie." The Poet Laureate describes him well: — "He clasps the crag with hooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with...mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls." Any one, who has gazed upon the great North Sea, from that dizzy precipice the Noup of Noss in Shetland,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1858 - 402 страница
...heart, and leave me where I lie : Go by, go by. THE EAGLE. {'RAGMKST. HE clasps the crag with hooked hands : Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. MOVE eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow : From fringes of the faded eve,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1858 - 402 страница
...heart, and leave me where I lie : Go by, go by. THE EAGLE. FRAGMENT. HE clasps the crag with hooked hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. MOVE eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow : From fringes of the faded eve,... | |
 | 1858 - 734 страница
...launch into the air — " ' Clasping the crag with hooked hands, Ring'd with the azure world he stands ; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.' " So after awhile our eagle's broad pennons were expanded to their full extent, he waved them twice... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1859 - 704 страница
...DCL,' et cetera : ' HE clasps the crag with crooked hands, Close to the sun in lonely lands, Kinged with the azure world he stands, The wrinkled sea beneath...mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.' ' G. WHILLIEINS,' who writes the ensuing lines, must n't try to ridicule the foregoing. That glimmering,... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1859 - 860 страница
...by an American bard, less known, at present, to feme. Thus the ' LAUREATE, DCI*,' et cetera : ' Hs clasps the crag with crooked hands, Close to the sun in lonely lands, Kinged with the uzure world he stands, The wrinkled sea btixatk him crawb / lie watches from hia mountain... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 страница
...EAGLE. A FRAGMENT. HE clasps the crag with hookdd hands ; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Hinged with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea...his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. THE TALKING OAK. i. ONCE more the gate behind me falls ; Once more before my face I see the mouldered... | |
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HE clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. 
