 And that he crossed the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting...  The World's Best Poetry ... - Side 144redigeret af - 1904Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 sider
...this bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain woods Nor rested day nor night ; 140 That sometimes from the savage Den, And sometimes...at once In green and sunny Glade, There came, and look'd him in the face, An Angel beautiful and bright ; And that he knew, it was a Fiend, This miserable... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 sider
...told the cruel scorn Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain woods Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the...at once In green and sunny glade, There came, and look'd him in the face, An Angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew, it was a Fiend,. This miserable... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 sider
...the cruel scorn . Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain woods Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the...at once In green and sunny Glade, There came, and look'd him in the face, An Angel beautiful and bright ; And that he knew, it was a Fiend, This miserable... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 sider
...told the cruel scorn Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain woods Nor rested day nor night ; That sometimes from the...at once In green and sunny Glade, There came, and look'd him in the face, An Angel beautiful and bright ; And that he knew, it was a Fiend, This miserable... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 sider
...tone, With which I sang another's Love, Interpreted my own. She listened with a flitting Blush, With downcast Eyes and modest Grace ; And she forgave me,...fondly on her Face ! But when I told the cruel scorn Which crazed this bold and lovely Knight, And that he crossed the mountain woods Nor rested day nor... | |
 | 1820 - 774 sider
...face 1 But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night ; That...up at once In green and sunny glade. There came and look' J htm in the face An angel beautiful and bright ; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 sider
...With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own. • She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave...on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 sider
...She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave me, that 1 gazed Too fondly on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night;... | |
 | 1820 - 784 sider
...tone With which 1 sang another's love, Interpreted my own. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace ; And she forgave...on her face ! But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 sider
...sang another's love, Interpreted my own. She listen' d with a ßitting blush, With downcast -ey es , and modest grace And she forgave me, that I gazed...her face ! ,' But when I told the cruel scorn That craz'd that bold and lovely Knight, And that ha cross' d the mountain - woods, Nor rested day nor night;... | |
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