 An oozing drop, her silent spell No sound had ever broke. There motionless I stood alone, Like some strange monument of stone Upon a barren wild; Or like, (so solid and profound The darkness seem'd that wall'd me round) A man that's buried under ground,...  The Sylphs of the Seasons: With Other Poems - Strana 14autor/autoři: Washington Allston - 1813 - 168 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 str.
...round) A man that's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fix'd, a dreadful hour I pass'd, And now I heard, as from a blast, A voice pronounce...the air to melt, And motion once again I felt Quick cireling o'er my frame. Again it call'd ; and then a ray, That seem'da gushing fount of day, Across... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 str.
...round) A man that's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fix'd, a dreadful hour I pass'd, And now I heard, as from a blast, A voice pronounce my name : Nor long upon my car it dwelt, When round me 'gan the air to melt, And motion once again I felt Quick circling o'er... | |
 | Washington Allston - 1850 - 404 str.
...seemed that walled me round) A man that 's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fixed, a dreadful hour I past ; And now I heard, as from...again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Again it called ; and then a ray, That seemed a gushing fount of day, Across the cavern streamed. Half struck... | |
 | Washington Allston - 1850 - 408 str.
...that 'a buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. 202 THE SYLPHS "bF THE SEASONS. Thus fixed, a dreadful hour I past And now I heard, as from a...again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Again it called ; and then a ray, That seemed a gushing fount of day, Across the cavern streamed. Half struck... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 str.
...round) A man that's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fix'd, a dreadful hour I pass'd, And now I heard, as from a blast, A voice pronounce...That seem'da gushing fount of day, Across the cavern strcam'd. Half-struck whh terror and delight, I hnil'd the little blessed light, And follow'd till... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 str.
...round) A man that's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fix'd, a dreadful hour I pass'd, And now I heard, as from a blast, A voice pronounce...my name : Nor long upon my ear it dwelt, When round roe 'gan the air to melt, And motion once again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Airain it call'd... | |
 | Charles Godfrey Leland - 1856 - 300 str.
...A man that's huried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fixed, a dreadful hour I passed ; And now I heard as from a blast, A voice pronounce...motion once again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. WASHINQTOM ALLSTOH. Change — Mutation. Changing and varied dreams are of good omen, especial^ to... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 str.
...round) A man that's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus Cx'd, a dreadful hour I pass'd, And now I heard, as from a blast, A voice pronounce...upon my ear it dwelt, When round me 'gan the air to mel! And motion once again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Again it call'd ; rod then a ray, That... | |
 | Washington Allston - 1850 - 402 str.
...seemed that walled me round) A man that 's buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fixed, a dreadful hour I past ; And now I heard, as from...again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Again it called ; and then a ray, That seemed a gushing fount of day, Across the cavern streamed. Half struck... | |
 | Washington Allston - 1850 - 392 str.
...seemed that walled me round) A man that J s buried under ground, Where pyramids are piled. Thus fixed, a dreadful hour I past; And now I heard, as from a...again I felt Quick circling o'er my frame. Again it called ; and then a ray, That seemed a gushing fount of day, Across the cavern streamed. Half struck... | |
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