 Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown. What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils.  Blackwood's Magazine - Страница 2971831Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | James Thomson - 1866 - 376 страница
...dire descent ! beyond the power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, 300 These cheek his fearful steps ; and down he sinks, Beneath the...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mixed with the tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man — His wife,... | |
 | 1866 - 470 страница
...on From hill to dale, still more and more astray ; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps ; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mixed with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his... | |
 | 1866 - 950 страница
...on From hill to dale, still more and more nstray ; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps ; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness ot death, Mixed with the tender anguish Nabote shoote Through the wrung bosom of the dying man. His... | |
 | Thomas Guthrie - 1867 - 414 страница
...type of the great Good Shepherd, risking his life for the sheep,—this the sad fate he braves— " down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death ; Mixed with the tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man; His wife, his... | |
 | James Thomson - 1868 - 416 страница
...power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, soo Smooth'd up with snow ; and what is land, unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring,...bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, — His wife, his children, and his friends unseen.... | |
 | Book - 1868 - 168 страница
...power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown. What water, of the still unfrozen spring,...bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man — His wife, his children, and his friends unseen.... | |
 | Kate Sanborn - 1869 - 306 страница
...power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, Smoothed up with sjiow ; and, what is land unknown, What water of the still unfrozen spring,...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mixed with the tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man — His wife,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1869 - 178 страница
...Of faithless bogs : of precipices huge, 301 Smoothed up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown <Vhat water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose...sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, 306 Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mixed with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1872 - 786 страница
...Smoothed up with snow; and. what is land unknown, What water of the still unfrozen spring, In tlie loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain...from the bottom boils. These check his fearful steps; und down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1873 - 758 страница
...power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, soo Smooth'd up with snow ; and what is land, unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring,...bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, — His wife, his children, and his friends unseen.... | |
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