 | Nathan Drake - 1800 - 482 oldal
...towards their center, the tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam...cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the chearful sun; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus... | |
 | George Burnett - 1807 - 1152 oldal
...the determining any thing in the negative, which might prove inconvenient in primrose hill; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swoln udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat, these and other sights had so fully possessed my... | |
 | George Burnett - 1807 - 548 oldal
...echo, 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...turned them into foam: and sometimes I beguiled time hy viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves... | |
 | George Burnett - 1807 - 556 oldal
...whose dead voice seemed to live in se hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their wates and turned them into foam: and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some... | |
 | 1823 - 782 oldal
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill ; there I gat 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... | |
 | 1823 - 772 oldal
...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... | |
 | 1823 - 858 oldal
...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... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1824 - 516 oldal
...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... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1824 - 518 oldal
...echo, 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 their centre, the tempestuous sea j yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them... | |
 | 1825 - 412 oldal
...rather, for their sakcs, they should seek them for themselves ; and silver streams glide silently toward their centre, the tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed...broke their waves, and turned them into foam." And this description of the mode of cooking a pike [pickerel], which is sufficient!) appetizing. , " But... | |
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... 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... 
