 ... man be ? — By the side of a spring, on the breast of Helvellyn, Under the twigs of a young birch tree ! The oak that in summer was sweet to hear, And rustled its leaves in the fall of the year, And whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone,...  Notes and Queries - Strana 401874Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1835 - Počet stránok 352
...And whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone,—and the birch in its stead is grown.— The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust;— His soul is with the saints, I trust. HYMN TO THE EARTH. HEXAMETERS. EARTH ! thou mother of numberless children, the nurse and the mother,... | |
 | James Gillman - 1838 - Počet stránok 446
...whistled and roar'd in the winter alone, Is gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; — His soul is with the saints, I trust. Poetical Works, Vol. ii. p. 64. The late Mr. Sotheby informed me, that, at his house in a large party,... | |
 | James Gillman - 1838 - Počet stránok 386
...And whistled and roar'd in the winter alone, Is gone,—and the birch in its stead is grown.— The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust;— His soul is with'the saints, I trust. Poetical Works, Vol. ii. p. 64. The late Mr. Sotheby informed me, that, at... | |
 | Frederick William Faber - 1840 - Počet stránok 408
...And may thine image, wildly-dashing river, Abide with me an household thing for ever. III. of " The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust, His soul is with the Saints, I trust." THE KNIGHT'S TOMB. OH, Memory ! — as boyhood's years roll by, How many a vision fades from Fancy's... | |
 | James Heywood Markland - 1840 - Počet stránok 56
...glances on them in the hour of prayer, feelings are awakened which ought not to be hastily dismissed. The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust; His soul is with the Saints, I trust 1 ". Modern sculptors of the highest celebrity may be quoted as having evinced their admiration of... | |
 | William Twopeny, John Henry Parker - 1840 - Počet stránok 70
...glances on them in the hour of prayer, feelings are awakened which ought not to be hastily dismissed. The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; His soul is with the Saints, I trust"1. Modern sculptors of the highest celebrity may be quoted as having evinced their admiration... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon - Počet stránok 530
...however, of our own imagining. Seven centuries have passed since either smiled on the other : " The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust — His soul is with the saints we trust." But we must not forestall our story : though, as we have said that the parties lived nearly... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1846 - Počet stránok 318
...And whistled and roared in the winter alone Is gone : and the birch in its stead is grown : — The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; — His soul is with the saints I trust. The morning I had set apart for the purpose dawned dull and misty ; but as the day wore on I still... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - Počet stránok 352
...whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; — His soul is with the saints, I trust. HYMN TO THE EARTH HEXAMETERS. EARTH ! thou mother of numberless children, the nurse and the mother,... | |
 | 1847 - Počet stránok 784
...in tLe winter aloue, Is gone — muí the birch in its stead is grown. The Knight's bones are duet, And his good sword rust ; His soul is with the saints, I trust."* " The morning I had set apart for the purpose, dawned dull and misty ; but as the day wore on, I still... | |
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