| Spencer Joshua Alwyne Compton Marquis of Northampton - 1837 - 448 str.
...curtains of my bed, That abiding phantom cold. Then I rise : the eave-drops fall And the yellow-vapours choke. The great city sounding wide ; The day comes...ball, Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke, On the misty river-tide. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame ; It crosseth here, it crosseth... | |
| 1838 - 556 str.
...behold, By the curtains of my bed, That abiding phantom cold. » . 1 Then 1 rise : the eaves-drops fall And the yellow vapours choke. The great city...ball, Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke, On the misty river-tide. ' Through the hubbub of the market 1 steal, a wasted frame; It crosseth here, it crosselh... | |
| 1845 - 888 str.
...sounding wide ; Day conies ; a dull red ball In a drift of lurid smoke, O'er the misty river tide. Through the hubbub of the market I steal a wasted frame; It crosseth here, it crosseth there, Through all that crowd confused and loud, That shadow still the same; And on my heavy eye-lids My anguish... | |
| 1855 - 724 str.
...brain That nill show itself without. Then I rise, the eavedrops fall. And the yellow vapours chnke The great city sounding wide ; The day comes, a dull...red ball Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke On the misty river-tide. Thro* the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame. It crosses here, it crosses there,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 str.
...move about, 'Tis the blot upon the brain That will show itself without. 9. Then I rise, the eavedrops fall, And the yellow vapours choke The great city...red ball Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke On the misty river-tide. 10. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame, It crosses here, it crosses... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 str.
...upon the brain That will show itself without. Then I rise, the eave-drops fall, And the yellow vapors choke The great city sounding wide ; The day comes,...red ball Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke On the misty river-tide. 10. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame, It crosses here, it crosses... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1855 - 706 str.
...the brain, That ie№ show itself without. ' Then I rise, the cave-drops fall, And the yellow vapors choke The great city sounding wide ; The day comes,...ball, Wrapt "in drifts of lurid smoke, On the misty river-tide. ' Through the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame; It crosses here, it crosses... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 str.
...upon the brain That will show itself without. Then I rise, the eave-drops fall, And the yellow vapors choke The great city sounding wide ; The day comes,...red ball Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke On the misty river-tide. 10. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame, It crosses here, it crosses... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 str.
...sounding wide ; The day comes, a dull red ball Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke On the misty river-tide. 10. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame, It crosses here, it crosses there, The shadow still the same ; And on my heavy eyelids My anguish hangs... | |
| 1855 - 1428 str.
...sounding wtdc ; The day comes, a dull red ball US rapt in drifts of lurid smoko Cm the misty river-tide. Thro' the hubbub of the market I steal, a wasted frame, It crosses here, it crones there. Thro* all that crowd confu.wd and loud, The shadow still the same ;... | |
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