 ... eyes were not heavy; he ate not, but he was not hungry ; on the eighth day the waves swelled into mountains ; the boat was rocked violently from side to side ; the darkness thickened around him, when a thousand voices at once cried aloud, The Isle...  Glenochel, a descriptive poem - Сторінка 312автори: James Kennedy (of Glasgow.) - 1810Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Rounseville Alger - 1864 - 1058 стор.
...when a thousand tongues called out, "The Isle! the Isle!" The black billows opened before him, and the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his eyes. We are reminded by this of what Procopius says concerning the convoyai of the soul of the barbarian... | |
 | William Rounseville Alger - 1864 - 938 стор.
...when a thousand tongues called out, " The Isle! the Isle!" The black billows opened before him, and the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his eyes. We are reminded by this of what Procopius says concerning the convoyai of the soul of the barbarian... | |
 | 1867 - 416 стор.
...about these years, in writing for the newspapers, and jotting down memoranda like the following : — " It was not a light that dazzled, but a pure, distinguishing,...perfect form. The isle spread large before him like a sweet vision of imagination, where distance fades not on the sight, where nearness fatigues not the... | |
 | 1867 - 410 стор.
...about these years, in writing for the newspapers, and jotting down memoranda like the following : — " It was not a light that dazzled, but a pure, distinguishing,...perfect form. The isle spread large before him like a sweet vision of imagination, where distance fades not on the sight, where nearness fatigues not the... | |
 | Edward Vaughan Kenealy - 1870 - 766 стор.
...when a thousand voices cried aloud at once, The Is'e, The Isle. The billows opened wide before him : the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his...light, which called forth every object to view in the most perfect form. The noble Isle spread large before him, like a pleasing dream of the soul, where... | |
 | William Rounseville Alger - 1878 - 1046 стор.
...when a thousand tongues called out, " The Isle! the Isle!" The black billows opened before him, and the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his eyes. We are reminded by this of what Procopius says concerning the conveyal of the soul of the barbarian... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1880 - 728 стор.
...when a thousand voices at once cried aloud, 'The isle! the isle!' The billows opened wide before him; the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his...light, which called forth every object to view in their most perfect form. The isle spread large before him, like a pleasing dream of the soul, where... | |
 | Kenneth Kemp - 1913 - 268 стор.
...when a thousand voices at once cried aloud, " The Isle, the Isle." The billows opened wide before him. The calm land of the departed rushed in light on his eyes . And in that land there was an eternal summer and an immortal youth, and there the sun held aloft... | |
 | Robert Southey - 800 стор.
...when a thousand voices at once cried aloud, The Isle 1 the Isle ! The billows opened wide before him ; the calm land of the departed rushed in light on his...light, which called forth every object to view in their most perfect form. The isle spread large before him like a pleasing dream of the soul, where... | |
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