 Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared To set my foot upon a dead man's cheek, Each step, or feel the spear I thrust to seek For hollows, tangled in his hair ,or beard ! — It may have been a water-rat I speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like...  Men and Women - Сторінка 102автори: Robert Browning - 1863 - 351 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Robert Browning - 1874 - 372 стор.
...: The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. XXI. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were the... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1882 - 328 стор.
...: The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. XXI. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...to seek For hollows, tangled in his hair or beard ! XIII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1884 - 308 стор.
...: The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. XXI Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were the... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1884 - 308 стор.
...: The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. XXI Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were the... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1884 - 346 стор.
...throng: The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. XXI. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage! Who were the... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1886 - 344 стор.
...throng : The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were the... | |
 | Arthur Symons - 1886 - 248 стор.
...throng : The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. " Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek." The manner of the poem, perfectly unlike that of any other poem whatever, may be described by varying... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1886 - 276 стор.
...The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. 120 XXI. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...beard! — It may have been a water-rat I speared, 1«s But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1887 - 428 стор.
...headlong in a fit Of mute despair, a suicidal throng : The river which had done them all the wrong, XXI. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...speared, But, ugh ! it sounded like a baby's shriek. XXII. Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage ! Who were the... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1887 - 202 стор.
...throng : The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. Which, while I forded, — good saints, how I feared...man's cheek, Each step, or feel the spear I thrust to For hollows, tangled in his hair or beard ! — It may have been a water-rat I speared, But, ugh !... | |
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