 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 696 oldal
...sheeted ghost the vessel swept Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | 1840 - 818 oldal
...came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. Tk« breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy wavM Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 oldal
...sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath heb bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 oldal
...ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by... | |
 | 1842 - 498 oldal
...tower, and a Viking wilh nothing on earth to employ himself with in a dull country, fell onliis spear. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. The rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 oldal
...ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 oldal
...ghost the vessel swept, Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between, A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 oldal
...ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 oldal
...midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 oldal
...the reef of Norman's Woe. T;iE TREASURES OF THE DEEP. 175 And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...carded wool, But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the... | |
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The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like... 
