 With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine— To watch the emerald-colour'd...  Histoire de la littérature anglaise - 427. lappuseautors: Hippolyte Taine - 1890Pilnskats - Par šo grāmatu
 | 1905 - 736 lapas
...Sore task to hearts worn out with many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars. VII. But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1905 - 306 lapas
...'3o Sore tasks to hearts worn out by many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars. VtL But propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...— while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly — With half-dropped eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly... | |
 | 1906 - 906 lapas
...is the veritable Lotus Eaters' Land, 'in which it seemed always afternoon.'" "Yes," assented Will— "'Propt on beds of amaranth and moly How sweet, while...blowing lowly, With half-dropt eye-lids still Beneath a heaven, dark and holy, To watch — ' " — Marjorie, pretending to read, and really 'steeping her... | |
 | Sabine Baring-Gould - 1906 - 464 lapas
...open air. CLIMATE OF FALMOUTH 213 The climate is that of the lotus-eaters, pleasant but enervating. " Propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while...blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill... | |
 | 1906 - 914 lapas
...the veritable Lotus Eaters' Land, 'in which it seemed always afternoon.' " "Yes," assented Will— "'Propt on beds of amaranth and moly How sweet, while...blowing lowly, With half-dropt eye-lids still Beneath a heaven, dark and holy, To watch — ' " — Marjorie, pretending to read, and really 'steeping her... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 628 lapas
...worn out with many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars. K'uA 7 But, propt onlbeds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull...blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill... | |
 | Charles Mills Gayley - 1995 - 682 lapas
...Our sons inherit us : our looks are strange : And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy. . . . But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson - 1994 - 644 lapas
...breath, Sore task to hearts worn out with many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars. vn But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still. Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 lapas
...breath. Sore task to hearts worn out by many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars. VII But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still. Beneath a heaven dark and holy. To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters... | |
 | Susan Belasco, Ed Folsom, Kenneth M. Price - 2007 - 504 lapas
...and sonority even as he would have felt justified in wrist slapping Tennyson for aristocratic ennui: But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet...warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters... | |
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