 | John Matthews Manly - 1926 - 928 páginas
...hermitage — and all my own ! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home : 380 ed. In 'Rasselas' you will see a tenderhearted operator, who probes And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell ! In quiet we had learn'd... | |
 | 1926 - 780 páginas
...felt as they were come To tear me from a second home: With spiders I had friendship made, And watched them in their sullen trade, Had seen the mice by moonlight...less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell! In quiet we had learned... | |
 | Arthur Beatty - 1928 - 582 páginas
...grown A hermitage — and all my own ! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home: With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them...less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell ! In quiet we had learn'd... | |
 | Louise Dudley - 1928 - 416 páginas
...grown A hermitage — and all my own! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home. With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them...less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell! In quiet we had learn'd... | |
 | Frederick Earle Emmons, Thomas Waterman Huntington - 1928 - 454 páginas
...felt as they were come To tear me from a second home. With spiders I had friendship made, And watched them in their sullen trade; Had seen the mice by moonlight...less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill ; yet, strange to tell ! In quiet we had learned... | |
 | Tjeerd Popma - 1928 - 444 páginas
...feit as they were come To tear me from a second home: With spiders I had friendship made, And watched them in their sullen trade Had seen the mice by moonlight play, And why should I feel less than they? 2 Deze verzen luiden in de vertaling: 1 p. 81. Was 't hol, waar elk van gruwen zal, Mijn thuis, mijn... | |
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With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade, Had seen the mice by moonlight play, And why should I feel less than they ? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange... 
