 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ethics - 1812 - 466 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Aesthetics - 1817 - 326 pages
...• " So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alian sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ethics - 1818 - 352 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy—not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1820 - 378 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the Stars,... | |
 | Almanacs, English - 1824 - 514 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars,... | |
 | Periodicals - 1825 - 500 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like irun : while tlie dis'ant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while... | |
 | William Hone - Calendars - 1827 - 858 pages
...hare. So through the darkness and the cold we flew, And not a voice WHS idle ; with the din, Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud, The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron, while the dUUint hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy — not unnoticed, while the stars... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 416 pages
...precipices rang aloud; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy,...and in the west The orange sky of evening died away. Not seldom from the uproar I retired Into a silent bay, — or sportively Glanced sideway, leaving... | |
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And not a voice was idle : with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far-distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were... 
