 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1875 - 510 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of MOINA, silence is in the...house of her fathers. Raise the song of mourning, oh bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we must fall.... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1875 - 496 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of MOINA, silence is in the house of her fathers. Eaise the song of mourning, oh bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us :... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1875 - 494 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of MOINA, silence is in the house of her fathers. Eaise the song of mourning, oh bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us :... | |
 | James Grant Wilson - 1876 - 604 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina; silence is in the...one day, we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest upon thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast a Rev.... | |
 | John Ross - 1878 - 786 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the...one day, we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | John Ross - 1878 - 816 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the...one day, we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | Adams Sherman Hill - 1878 - 314 oldal
...were desolate. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land...of strangers ! They have but fallen before us, for 1 Campbell: Loehiel's Warning. 2 Coleridge: The Friend, vol. i., Essay iii. one day we must fall. Why... | |
 | Adams Sherman Hill - 1878 - 336 oldal
...were desolate. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land of strangers! They have but fallen before us, for 1 Campbell: Lochiel's Warning. one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged... | |
 | Adams Sherman Hill - 1878 - 336 oldal
...were desolate. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land of strangers! They have but fallen before us, foi 1 Campbell: Lochiel.s Warning. one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged... | |
 | Joseph Irving - 1879 - 440 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows : the rank grass of the hall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina : silence is in...for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the wall, son of the winged days ? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years and the blast... | |
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Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us: for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today; yet a few years, and the blast of the... 
