 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, \V:-cre the huge castle holds its state, And... | |
 | Mowbray Morris - 1898 - 394 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state, And all the steep slope down Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1899 - 364 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, » And tinged them with a lustre proud,...Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, tg Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1899 - 370 стор.
...the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, 10 And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1899 - 360 стор.
...the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, 10 And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which...Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, is Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1900 - 782 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! * But northward... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1900 - 420 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke- wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! l But northward... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1900 - 604 стор.
...round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, бю Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward... | |
 | E. J. Mathew - 1901 - 556 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward... | |
 | Maria Hornor Lansdale - 1901 - 534 стор.
...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. VoL. I.— 12 Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its suite, And all... | |
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Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town... 
