| George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 páginas
...top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wiug Flit o'er the herbless granite ; or to plonge earl; strength exulted; or To follow through the night the moving moon, The stare and their development;... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 páginas
...the iced mountain's top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing 65 Flit o'er the herbless granite; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll...their flow. In these my early strength exulted; or 70 To follow through the night the moving moon, The stars and their development; or catch The dazzling... | |
| Graham Parkes - 1994 - 514 páginas
...the iced mountain's top, Where the birds dare not build — nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbless granite; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the new-breaking wave Of river-stream, or Ocean, in their flow. In these my early strength exulted . .... | |
| Thorslev - 1999 - 240 páginas
...My joy was in the wilderness,— to breathe The difficult air of the iced mountain's top . . . 168 to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the new-breaking wave . . . (II, ii, 62-69) His lonely solitude was not the result of pride alone. The... | |
| 1839 - 546 páginas
...the sublimity of nature. "To roll along On the swift whirl of the new-breaking wave Of river, stream, or ocean, in their flow, In these my early strength...catch The dazzling lightnings till my eyes grew dim, These were my pastimes * * * Then I passed The nights of years in sciences untaught, Save in the old... | |
| Shilleto Richard - 2019 - 464 páginas
...of the iced mountain's top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbless granite ; or to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll...along On the swift whirl of the new breaking wave Of river, stream, or ocean, in their flow. In these my early strength exulted ; or To follow through the... | |
| James Hogg, Florence Marryat - 1864 - 708 páginas
...neither ladies nor gentlemen swim much in winter; but in summer how sweet the water is; how luxurious ' to plunge Into the torrent, and to roll along On the swift whirl of the uew breaking ware Of river-stream, or ocean, In their flow 1* Or lacking these, in the calmer water... | |
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