 She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring watch, perhaps, with ready spears — Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found.  The Ladies' Souvenir - Сторінка 48редактори - 1853 - 224 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...— Let us away, my love, with happy speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, — Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise...be, For o'er the southern moors I have a home for tliee." 579 She hurried at his words, beset with lean, For there were sleeping dragona all around,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...seeming, but a boon indeed : Arise — arise ! the morning is at hand ; — The blonted wassailers will never heed : — Let us away, my love, with happy...speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, — Drown 'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love, and fearless be, for o'er... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...are void of real passion, and who, feeling nothing intensely, can intensify nothing. XXXIX. " Hark ! 'tis an elfin-storm from faery land, Of haggard seeming,...us away, my love, with happy speed ; There are no cars to hear, or eves to see,— Drowu'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love,... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed : Arise—arise ! the morning is at hand ;— The bloated wassailers will never heed :— Let us away, my love, with happy...speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see,— Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love, and fearless be, For o'er the... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed ; Arise — arise ! the morning is at hand ; The bloated wossailers will never heed : — Let us away, my love, with happy...speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, — Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love, and fearless be, For o'er... | |
 | 1845 - 614 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed ; Arise — arise ! the morning is at hand ; The bloated wossailers will never heed:— • Let us away, my love, with...For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee." She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...seeming, but a boon indeed : Arise — arise ! the morning is at hand ; — The bloated wassailers will never heed : — Let us away, my love, with happy...speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love, and fearless be. For o'er the... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed. Arise,—arise!—the morning is at hand; The bloated wassailers will never heed; Let us away, my love, with happy speed; There are no ears to hear, nor eyes to see,— Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake! arise ! my love, and fearless... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed. Arise,—arise !—the morning is at hand ; The bloated wassailers will never heed; Let us away, my love, with happy speed; There are no ears to hear, nor eyes to see,— Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise! my love, and fearless... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 282 стор.
...haggard seeming, but a boon indeed. Arise,—arise!—the morning is at hand; The bloated wassailers will never heed; Let us away, my love, with happy speed; There are no ears to hear, nor eyes to see,— Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake! arise! my love, and fearless... | |
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