But the wind without was eager and sharp, Of Sir Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles and wrings The icy strings, Singing, in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own, Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was "Shelterless, shelterless,... The Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell - 110. oldalszerző: James Russell Lowell - 1897 - 515 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1889 - 248 oldal
...scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. in. But the wind without was eager and sharp, Of Sir Launfal's...in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own, 230 Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was — " Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless !" The voice... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 370 oldal
...silent sparks, Now pausing, now scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without...Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless ! " The voice of the seueschal flared like a torch As he shouted the wanderer away from the porch, And he sat in the gateway... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 452 oldal
...silent sparks, Now pausing, now scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without...Christmas carol of its own, Whose burden still, as lie might guess, Was— "Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless ! " The voice of the seneschal flared... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 340 oldal
...silent sparks, Now pausing, now scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without...Christmas carol of its own, Whose burden still, as be might guess, Was " Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless!" The voice of the seneschal flared like... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1891 - 560 oldal
...tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without was eager and sharp, Of Sir Lannfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles and wrings...of its own, Whose burden still, as he might guess, Waa — "Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless ! " The voice of the seneschal flared like a torch As... | |
| John Kneeland, Henry Nathan Wheeler - 1891 - 494 oldal
...soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without was eager and sharp, as Of Sir Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles...in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own, M Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was — " Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless ! " The voice... | |
| Martha S. Hussey - 1891 - 158 oldal
...rest ; And far and wide, With ceaseless flow, His beard of snow Heaves with the heaving of his breast. But the wind without was eager and sharp, Of Sir Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles and rings The Icy strings, Singing, in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own Whose burden still... | |
| John Kneeland, Henry Nathan Wheeler - 1891 - 508 oldal
...own, sso Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was — " Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless I " The voice of the seneschal flared like a torch As he shouted the wanderer away from the porch, And be sat in the gateway and saw all night 236 The great hall-fire, so cheery and bold, Through the window-slits... | |
| 1891 - 508 oldal
...silent sparks, Now pausing, now scattering away as in fear, Go threading the soot-forest's tangled darks Like herds of startled deer. But the wind without was eager and sharp, 225 Of Sir Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles and wrings The icy strings, Singing, in... | |
| Horace Elisha Scudder - 1892 - 474 oldal
...burned in the fireplace after Thor had beeu forgotten. But the wind without was eager and sharp, 225 Of Sir Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles...in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own, ao Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was — - " Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless ! " The... | |
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