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" The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels And on a sudden, lo! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. "
The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson - Seite 197
von Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872
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Poems, Band 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842
...and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843
...and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang 'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 Seiten
...and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. Tlien saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 Seiten
...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang 'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854
...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1855
...and a cry Before His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry cla-=h'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon." The two last lines place you on the very spot: you see it almost with your bodily eyes. And marvellous...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 379 Seiten
...and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks...
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856
...a cry before. His »wn thought drove him like a goad. Dry clashed his harness in the icy caves and barren chasms, and all to left and right the bare...heels — and on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, and tho long glories of the winter moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, dark as a funeral...
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