 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829 - 478 стор.
...whiter sails go skimming down; And then there was a little isle, (•*) Which in my very face did smile, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it...growing, Of gentle breath and hue. The fish swam by the castle wall, And they seem'd joyous each and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he... | |
 | 1830 - 400 стор.
...the white-wall'd distant town, And whiter sails go skimming down ; And then there was a little isle Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view...growing, Of gentle breath and hue. The fish swam by the castle wall, And they seem'd joyous each and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 442 стор.
...white-wall'd distant town, And whiter sails go skimming down; And then there was a little isle, (•>) Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view...growing, Of gentle breath and hue. The fish swam by the castle wall, And they seem'd joyous each and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he... | |
 | 1831 - 472 стор.
...imprisonment, looks out upon the blue Rhone, the distant towns, the white sails, and the small green isle " Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there...mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, THE EDINBURGH LITERARY JOURNAL; OR, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle breath and... | |
 | 1831 - 486 стор.
...imprisonment, looks out upon the blue Rhone, the distant towns, th« whit* sails, and the small green isle " Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there...were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain bree/.e, A.-id by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 стор.
...the white-wall'd distant town, And whiter sails go skimming down ; And then there was a little isle,4 Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view...growing, Of gentle breath and hue. The fish swam by the castle wall, And they seem'd joyous each and all : The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 стор.
...the white-wall'd distant town, And whiter sails go skimming down ; And then there was a little isle,4 Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view...seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, Bat in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it. there were... | |
 | 1834 - 766 стор.
...Chillon ; and from its singleness and diminutive size, presents an imposing object to the eye — •• A small green Isle, it seem'd no more. Scarce broader...And by it there were waters flowing. And on it there w«ire youn y flowere frrowing, Of gentle breath and hue." The only thing in the poetic description... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 стор.
...Rhone in fullest flow ; I heard the torrents leap and gush O'er channell'd rock and broken bush ; I saw the white-wall'd distant town, And whiter sails...growing, Of gentle breath and hue. The fish swam by the castle wall, And they seem'd joyous each and all ; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 260 стор.
...very face did smile, I saw them—and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame; . The only one in view; A small green isle, it seem'd...dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, IS* And o'er it blew the mountain breeze ; And by it lhere were waters llowing, And on it there were... | |
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A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath... 
