 | Frances Mayes - 2001 - Страниц: 548
...huge, broad-breasted old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move...high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Poets are always rediscovering accentual meter. In the late nineteenth century, Gerard Manley Hopkins... | |
 | Yee Chiang - 2002 - Страниц: 236
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 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - Страниц: 260
...is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough to twirl 45 The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances...and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks out at the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! 50 Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her... | |
 | Duncan Wu - 2002 - Страниц: 183
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 | Terry Castle - 2003 - Страниц: 1150
...There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's check — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf,...the sky. Hush, beating heart of Christabel! Jesu, Maria, shield her well! She folded her arms beneath her cloak, And stole to the other side of the oak.... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - Страниц: 356
...huge, broad-breasted, old oak tree. The night is chill; the forest bare; Is it the wind that moaneth bleak? There is not wind enough in the air To move...of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, 50 Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. Hush, beating... | |
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There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On... 
