 And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed; While his bow'd head seem'd list'ning to the Earth, His ancient mother, for some comfort yet.  Abaddon, the Spirit of Destruction: And Other Poems - Stran 148avtor: Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - 157 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 strani
...margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further lhan to where his feet hod stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed ; While his bow'd head seem'd lisi'ning lo the Earth,... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 strani
...margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed ; While his bow'd head seem'd listening to the Earth,... | |
 | 1843 - 744 strani
...margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed ; While his bow'd head seem'd listening to the Earth,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went No further than to where his feet had strayed, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were cloeed ; While his bowed head seemed listening to the earth,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went, No further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed. THE VOICE OF A MELANCHOLY GODDESS SPEAKING TO SATURN.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went, Nor further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, THE VOICE OF A MELANCHOLY GODDESS SPEAKING TO SATURN. As when upon a tranced summer-night Those green-robed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went, No further thnn to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed. THE VOICE OF A MELANCHOLY GODDESS SPEAKING TO SATURN.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went, Nor further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, THE VOICE OF A MELANCHOLY GODDESS SPEAKING TO SATURN. As when upon a tranced summer-night Those green-robed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...margin sand large footmarks went, Nor further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, THE VOICE OF A MELANCHOLY GODDESS SPEAKING TO SATURN. As when upon a tranced summer-night Those green-robed... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 strani
...margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further than to where his feet had stray 'd, And slept there since. Upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred ; and his realmless eyes were closed ; While his bow'd head seem'd listening to the Earth,... | |
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