 | Rudyard Kipling - 2005 - 870 стор.
...Golden Hind; Una in the stern, the book of verses open in her lap, was reading from 'The Slave's Dream': 'Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his native land.' 'I don't know when you began that,' said Dan, sleepily. On the middle thwart of the boat, beside Una's... | |
 | Rita Barnard - 2006 - 234 стор.
...these reflections: Beside the ungathered rice he lay His sickle in his hand His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the...heard the tinkling caravans Descend the mountain road. . . . And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains,... | |
 | 1867 - 540 стор.
...SLAVE'S DBEAM. Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand ; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the...the mountain road. He saw once more his dark-eyed qneen Among the children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the... | |
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BESIDE the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land. 
