 ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the...  Blackwood's Magazine - Side 4591823Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | John Rogers Rees - 1889 - 314 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow cave near to the brow of that primrosehill : there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam ; and sometimes viewing the harmless... | |
 | William Charles Harris - 1889 - 716 sider
...streams glide silently toward their center, the tjmpestubus sea, yet sometimes opposed by rugged rocks and pebble stones which broke their waves and turned them into foam . . As I sat there, these and other sights had so fully possessed my soul with content that I thought... | |
 | Theodore Whitefield Hunt - 1890 - 304 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...pebble stones, which broke their waves and turned them with foam As I left this place and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me. It... | |
 | 1890 - 176 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill ; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam; and sometimes I beguiled time by... | |
 | Abel S. Clark - 1894 - 304 sider
...silently towards their center, the tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebbles, which broke their waves and turned them into foam:...securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported in the sun. . . . As I left this place and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained... | |
 | Sir Henry Craik - 1894 - 628 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill ; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by... | |
 | Sir Henry Craik - 1894 - 624 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by... | |
 | Richard Garnett - 1895 - 314 sider
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill ; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by... | |
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