 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 Seiten
...time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye ! — When, looking westward, 1 beheld A something in wild deer's rustling feet Within thy woods are not more fleet ; 445 Ay, aud tacked, and veered. With throats unslaked, with black hps At ns , i л * er арbaked, We could... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1873 - 552 Seiten
...weary eye, 3 | B When, looking westward, I beheld h H in M Q K 1 a § V) X h" D Q H < A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then...mist, a shape, I wist ! And still it neared and neared : H d y. t m s & H CQ § X H i KNIGHT'J H As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged and tacked and... | |
 | William Bedell Stanford - 1873 - 122 Seiten
...time : each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye ; When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then...and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could not laugh nor wail : Through utter drought all... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 Seiten
...looking westward I beheld A something in the sky. At first it scem'da little speck, And then it Bcem'da . near'd and near'd : As if it dodged a water-sprite, It plunged, and tack'd, and veer'd. With throats... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 912 Seiten
...mint; It moved and moved, and took at last Л certain shape, I wist. Л speck, a mist, a shape, I wUt I And still it neared and neared : As if it dodged a...water-sprite, It plunged, and tacked, and veered. With throat« unslaked, with black line At *•****•* bilked, *ГПЕГ*. ttMUUihi We could nor laugh... | |
 | Charles Bruce (writer of tales) - 1874 - 582 Seiten
...weary time ! a weary time ! How gazed each weary eye ! When looking westward I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then...throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail : Through utter drought all dumb we stood ; I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1874 - 470 Seiten
...weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then...throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And... | |
 | Illustrated reader - 1874 - 408 Seiten
...weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then...a water-sprite, It plunged, and tacked, and veered See! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide,... | |
 | E. Wynne - 1874 - 364 Seiten
...his advice ; he had gained the whip-hand over her, and could guide her at his will. CHAPTEE XVIII. " At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed...moved, and took at last, A certain shape I wist." COLERIDGE. YEAR of Harry's soldier life had passed, and gay uniforms, and reviews, martial music and... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 256 Seiten
...weary time ! a weary time ! How glazed each weary eye, When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. " At first it seemed a little speck, And...and tacked and veered. " With throats unslaked, with hlack lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail ; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my... | |
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There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved... 
