 | Cleanth Brooks, Paul Rand - 1947 - 328 стор.
...a living child. *From William Butler Yeats's The Tower. By permission of The Macmillan Company. IT Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 стор.
...upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child, Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | Wayne C. Booth - 1996 - 344 стор.
...upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child. IV Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | David Pierce - 2000 - 1380 стор.
...strings What a star sang and careless Muses heard: Old clothes upon old sticks to scare a bird. IV Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 стор.
...upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child. Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | 228 стор.
...upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child. IV Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
 | United States Armed Forces Institute - 1942 - 532 стор.
...upon cheek or hair, And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child. rv Her present image floats into the mind — Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? And I though never of Ledaean... | |
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Her present image floats into the mind Did Quattrocento finger fashion it Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind And took a mess of shadows for its meat? 