 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 189von Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 536 Seiten
...smiting, clashing sound as any to be found in Tennyson : Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels. We hear all the changes on the vowel a — every sound of it used to give the impression — and then,... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1894 - 504 Seiten
...smiting, clashing sound as any to be found / in Tennyson : Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels. We hear all the changes on the vowel a — every sound of it used to give the impression — and then,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 72 Seiten
...phantom of a giant in it, Enwound him fold by fold." 23. harness. Originally, as nere, body armor. And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long...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 5 That all the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 284 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 628 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... | |
 | Arthur Christopher Benson - 1907 - 276 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 black cliff clang'd round him as he based Hia feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels— And on a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1900 - 154 Seiten
...like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right 355 The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. 360 Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath... | |
 | W. W. Robson, William Wallace Robson - 1984 - 288 Seiten
...the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.' **** Dry clash'd his armour in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels. . . **** And from them rose A cry that shivered to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation,... | |
 | R. P. Hewett - 1985 - 322 Seiten
...climbing down a rocky path in armour to a smooth lake: Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the din of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo! the level lake And the long glories of the winter moon.... | |
 | Theo d' Haen, Theo d'. Haen - 1986 - 304 Seiten
...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...level lake. And the long glories of the winter moon. Morte d' Arthur, lines 186-192) The pictorial substance (so to speak) of these lines is this: Sir Bedivere,... | |
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