| Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 páginas
...interwoven, forming a coat of mail that sat close to the body, and adapted itself * to every motion. As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound...trance : " To arms !" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty hrow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed... | |
| 1826 - 310 páginas
...VOL. in. 1 Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Rdward scatter'd wild dismay, As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound...trance : ' To arms !' cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd... | |
| John Mason Good - 1826 - 454 páginas
...dying prophecy, as the latter was descending the shaggy steep of Snowdon, is exquisite and inimitable. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood, (Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd,... | |
| Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1827 - 468 páginas
...lords-marchers, whose lands lay on the borders of Wales, and probably accompanied the King in this expedition. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair... | |
| John Barber - 1828 - 310 páginas
...tears! Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scattered wild dismay, As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound,...speechless trance: To arms! cried Mortimer and couch'd his quivering lance. 2 On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the... | |
| John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 páginas
...tears !" Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay, As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound...trance : To arms ! cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the... | |
| Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 782 páginas
...aghtut -was every euest, The women shriek'd, the men forsook the feast. Dryden'$ Theodore and Htmvria. Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance : To arms ! cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance. Gray't Bard. • ----- • — The piljtTim oft, At dead of night, mid his Oraison... | |
| Dugald Stewart - 1829 - 450 páginas
...this mental process we are more peculiarly conscious in reading the descriptions of poetry : — " On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eye, the poet stood. Loose his beard and hoary hair Streamed... | |
| Alonzo Lewis - 1829 - 278 páginas
...heavy waves against the base of this cliff, I was reminded of the Bard of Gray, when he stood alone On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood. Proceeding toward the west, you come to Fox Cavern, a deep fissure in the cliff, across which is a... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 páginas
...o'er the crested pritle Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay, As down the steep of SnoAvden's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array. Stout Gloster stood aghast in speechles trance : To arms ! cried Mortimer, and cbuch'd his quivering lanceOn a rock, whose haughty... | |
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