 | Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Rustum knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
 | 1854 - 544 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge, out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers; never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by.' — Ibid. p. 33. This certainly is a very noble picture. Our readers will, we are sure, feel also the... | |
 | 1854 - 632 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss, — • So Rustum knew not his own loss, but... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Rustum knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
 | 1857 - 656 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stouy gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers ; never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...dripping precipices Echo her stormy scream as she Bails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss, — So Rnstum knew not his own loss,... | |
 | 1858 - 798 páginas
...tritli lite arrow iii ker tide, In tome far eUmy gorge out of kit fen, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her flying over it ; Never the black and dripping precipice* Echo her stormy scream <u itie nu> by : As that poor bird flies to his home, nor knows his... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 562 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Rustum knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, in some far stony gorge out of his ken, a heap of fluttering feathers : never more shall the lake glass her, flying over it;...precipices echo her stormy scream as she sails by: — as that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — so Rustom knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1865 - 534 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss, So Rustum knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
 | Harry Buxton Forman - 1871 - 536 páginas
...with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Rustnm knew not his own loss, but stood... | |
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His pinion, and with short uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers — never more... 
