 | 1866 - 234 стор.
...Gainstield lay down upon the deck in thorough despair. Cecilia had only Luke Jones to comfort her. " And ever the fitful Gusts between A sound came from...sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea sand : The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 696 стор.
...the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost the vessel swept Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 стор.
...the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost the vessel swept Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from...the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath heb bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck.... | |
 | 1840 - 818 стор.
...the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost the vessel swept, Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from...trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. Tk« breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 стор.
...whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | 1842 - 498 стор.
...tower, and a Viking wilh nothing on earth to employ himself with in a dull country, fell onliis spear. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 стор.
...whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 стор.
...the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost the vessel swept, Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between, A sound came from...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
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The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like... 
