 Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing...  Poems - Стр. 71авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - Страниц: 586
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - Страниц: 594
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — « On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had^ under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - Страниц: 596
...decline to maim, by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the liver lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - Страниц: 528
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | Andrews Norton, Charles Folsom - 1833 - Страниц: 518
...story of which we decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but ii opens thus, — " On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the'sky,' — And through the field the road runs by." The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster... | |
 | 1833 - Страниц: 590
...story of which \ve decline to maim by such an analysis as we could give, but it opens thus — ' On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...the sky — And through the field the road runs by.' The Lady of Shalott was, it seems, a spinster who had, under some unnamed penalty, a certain web to... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - Страниц: 252
...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Thro' the wave that runs for ever By the island... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - Страниц: 260
...Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBUSHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky ; And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where... | |
 | 1844 - Страниц: 671
...The green sheathed daffodilly, Tremble in the water chilly, Round about Shalott." Second edition : " And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow, Round an island there below, The island of Shalott." We prefer the fringe of water-loving plants in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - Страниц: 510
...Arrows of lightnings. I will stand and mark. POEMS. (PUBLISHED 1832.) THE LADY OF SHALOTT. PART I. ON either side the river lie Long fields of barley and...of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky : And thro' the field the road runs by To many-tower'd Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where... | |
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