...hyperbole, or doing much violence to fancy, apply to this river Byron's beautiful lines: The casteled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding...Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the ban^s that bear the vine; And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields that promise corn and...

...Güte der irdischen Gegebenheiten. Die vier Strophen sind Harold selber in den Mund gelegt. Sie lauten: The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide...banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees. And fields which promise com and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose...

...cannot be so very contemptible, or Byron could not have said such noble things about it." 6 "The casded crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding...broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine," ' say I, spouting. 'After all, that proves nothing, for Byron could have made a silk purse out of a...

...Rheinwanderer seitdem aus dem Rauschen des Stromes entgegen: The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns over the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters...broadly swells, Between the banks which bear the vine etc. oder, wie Gildemeister übersetzt: Weit droht in's offne Rheingefild Der thurmbekränzte Drachenstein,...

...about them at home. Father made us translate metrically the beautiful portrayal of the Drachenfels: ‘The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the...waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the wine.' Of course we were exasperated and had to make a great effort but in the end we succeeded. Lessons...

...helpless looks of blooming infancy: an oblique reference to Ada. S3 The castled crag of Drachenfels42 Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast...the vine, And hills all rich with blossomed trees, 500 And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose far white walls...

...canto of "Childe Harold" which describes in such a graphic manner the stream they were then ascending:7 "The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters proudly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And...