 The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. A boding silence reigns, Dread through the dun...  The Seasons - Strana 98autor/autoři: James Thomson, Robert Heron - 1793 - 295 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 str.
...cloud, A reddening gloom, a magazine of fate. Ferment; till, by the touch ethereal roused. The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm itself, They furious spring. A boding silence reigns, Dread through the dun expanse ; save the dull... | |
 | James Thomson - 1891 - 458 str.
...cloud A reddening gloom, a magazine of fate, Ferment; till, by the touch ethereal roused, The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, 1115 They furious spring. A boding silence reigns Dread through the dun expanse, save the dull sound That from the mountain,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1896 - 794 str.
...higher lustre, and a clearer calm, Diffusive tremble. THOMSON. By the touch ethereal roused, The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. THOMSON. No sulphureous glooms Swell'd in the sky, and sent the lightning forth.... | |
 | James Thomson - 1908 - 554 str.
...cloud, A reddening gloom, a magazine of fate, Ferment ; till, by the touch ethereal roused, The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. A boding silence reigns Dread through the dun expanse — save the dull sound... | |
 | 1908 - 718 str.
...A reddening Gloom, a Magazine of Fate, »°5 Ferment; till, by the Touch etherial rous'd, The Dash of Clouds, or irritating War Of fighting Winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. A boding Silence reigns, Dread thro' the dun Expanse; save the dull Sound, "">... | |
 | James Thomson - 1908 - 408 str.
...Cloud, A reddening Gloom, a Magazine of Fate, n05 Ferment; till, by the Touch etherial rous'd, The Dash of Clouds, or irritating War Of fighting Winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. A boding Silence reigns, Dread thro' the dun Expanse; save the dull Sound, m0... | |
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