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" ... over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing down the thickening sky Its mute and ominous prophecy, A portent seeming less than threat, It sank from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however... "
Snow-bound: A Winter Idyl - 9. oldal
szerző: John Greenleaf Whittier - 1877 - 51 oldal
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The Land We Love, 1. kötet

1866 - 470 oldal
...they had a portent in a peculiarly chill state of the air — " a hard, dull, bitterness of cold :" 11 The wind blew east : we heard the roar Of ocean on...throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air." It continued all the succeeding night and day, and until the second morning shone ; and, as before...

The Land We Love, 1-2. kötet

1866 - 950 oldal
...Bound. liarly chill state of the air—" a hard, dull, bitterness of cold :" *' The wind blew ea*t : we heard the roar Of ocean on his wintry shore, And...pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air.1* It continued all the succeeding night and day, and until the second morning shone ; and, as...

Scribners Monthly, 4. kötet

1872 - 818 oldal
...this noon 'of summer and that "brief December day" described in the beautiful winter poem. Today no -hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told." Nor did we look out upon " A universe of sky and snow," but upon green hills and luxuriant woods and...

Literature of the English Language: Comprising Representative Selections ...

Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 oldal
...from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stont, Of homespun stuff', could <[nite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And felt the strong pnlse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile we did onr nightly chores, —...

Literature of the English Language: Comprising Representative Selections ...

1872 - 660 oldal
...from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff, could quite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And telt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile we did our nightly...

A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 oldal
...sank from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff could quite shut out, ng lightning cf war, What steed to the desert flies...gate. Л steed comes at morning : 110 rider is there ISeat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile we did our nightly chores, — Brought in the wood...

The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, 4. kötet

A. W. Patterson - 1875 - 252 oldal
...sank from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout Of homespun stuff, could quite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. 2. Meanwhile we did our nightly chores, — Brought in the wood from out of doors, Littered the stalls,...

The Graded-school First-fifth Reader, 5. könyv

Thomas Wadleigh Harvey - 1875 - 348 oldal
...Its mute and ominous prophecy, A portent seeming less than threat, It sank from sight before it set. The wind blew east: we heard the roar Of Ocean on...felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rythm our inland air. 2. Unwarmed by any sunset light, The gray day darkened into night, A night made...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier with Numerous ...

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 316 oldal
...sank from eight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff could quite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...The wind blew east ; we heard the roar Of Ocean on hie wintry shore, And felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile...

A New Library of Poetry and Song, 1. kötet

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 oldal
...sank from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff could quite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...face, The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew cast : we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat...




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