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" My father held his hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd... "
The Cheltonian - Էջ 63
Cheltenham College - 1868
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Blackwood's Magazine, Հատոր 92

1862 - 818 էջ
...upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, 28. Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings, with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. 29. The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples, and the people, and the shore; One drew...
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Chapters on the Poets of Ancient Greece

Henry Alford - 1841 - 272 էջ
...hand upon his face; " ' Still strove to speak—my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly T could descry The stern blackbearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. "' The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore: One drew a sharp...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 էջ
...to name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 էջ
...his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXTIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Հատոր 58

1863 - 518 էջ
...carved ; but to a most admirable result : " The high masts trembled as they lay afloat ; The towers, the temples wavered, and the shore; The bright death...the victim's throat, Touched, and I knew no more." I should fancy, my friend, that you have nothing to say against such tampering with the coin. This...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 էջ
...his face ; I, blinded with my tears, XXVIII. " Still strove to speak: my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quiver 'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
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Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 էջ
...loathes and fears: XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Uimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. xxix. " The tall masts quivcr'd as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 էջ
...name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore; One drew...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 էջ
...name my spirit loathes and fears : XXVIII. " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with, sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded kings with wolfish eyes, Waiting: to see me die. XXIX. " The tall masts quivered as they lay afloat, The temples and the people and the shore ; One...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Poems, Հատոր 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 404 էջ
...hand upon his face ; I, blinded with my tears, " Still strove to speak : my voice was thick with sighs As in a dream. Dimly I could descry The stern black-bearded...wolfish eyes, "Waiting to see me die. " The high masts flicker'd as they lay afloat ; The crowds, the temples, waver' d, and the shore ; The bright death...
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