| Mervyn Nicholson - 1999 - 284 páginas
...with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain...cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks... | |
| Walter Scott - 2001 - 372 páginas
...madness in the brain. ***** Each spoke words of high disdain, And insult to his heart's dear brother, But never either found another To free the hollow...cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 260 páginas
...words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: 395 And parted - ne'er to meet again! And never either found another To free the hollow heart...remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; 400 A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away,... | |
| Terry Castle - 2003 - 1150 páginas
...o'er the name again, Lord Roland de Vaux of Tryermaine? And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain...cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between — But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks... | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 páginas
...with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain...found another To free the hollow heart from paining - 420 They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea... | |
| Adam Sisman - 2007 - 540 páginas
...with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain. And thus it chanced, as I divine, With Roland and Sir Leoline. Each spake words of high disdain...cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of... | |
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