 | Matthew Arnold - 1913 - 376 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...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... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 oldal
...Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the honse of her fathers. Raise the song of mourning, 0 n howling winds, and beating rain, In tempests shake...midst the chace on ev'ry plain, 20 The tender tho son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | Julian Willis Abernethy - 1916 - 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 house of her fathers. ... As the dark shades of autumn fly over hills of grass, so, gloomy, dark, successive came the chiefs... | |
 | Reinhard Haferkorn - 1924 - 230 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round ils head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the...Raise the song of mourning, o bards! over the land of slrangers. They have but fallen before us: for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall,... | |
 | Reinhard Haferkorn - 1924 - 230 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 house of her fathers. Rais« the song of mourning, o bards! over the land of slrangers. They have but fallen before us: for... | |
 | 1926 - 482 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...of her fathers. Raise the song of mourning, O bards 1 over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we must fall. Why * The... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1962 - 598 oldal
...were desolate. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round his head. Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land...one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son 10 of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | Roger Fiske - 1983 - 256 oldal
...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. For some reason Arnold cut the thistle and moss phrases, thereby reducing the interesting internal... | |
 | Daniel R. Davis - 2001 - 630 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...one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | Francesco Orlando - 2008 - 520 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 house of her fathers. (Carthon)" . . . when he came to Dunlathmon's towers. The gates were open and dark. The winds were... | |
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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... 
