...and yon tall anchoring bark, Diminish' d to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sijjht. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be beqrd so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight 1 opple down headlong....

...many times refers to it, and Shakspere, as in those beautiful lines, — — — — — — — — ' The murmuring surge That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high.' To the primaeval framers of language, therefore, nothing could be more natural than that it should...

...and yon tall anchoring bark Diminish'd to her cock ; her cock, a buoy, Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong." I was informed,...

...; and yon tall anchoring bark Dimmish M to her cock ; her cock, a buoy, Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes. Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong." I was informed,...

...tall anchoring bark Diminish'd to her cock; her cock a bum Almost too small for sight. The mur muriug surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high. Pll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong." I was informed,...

...ar uchelfan, alian o sivn sisial yr hustyngwr, a'r clapgi, a dirmygwr ei frawd yn ei absenoldeb. " The murmuring surge That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high ." King Letir, Scene VI. Atergwyddon, Maihafin, 1851. OY— Pan geisiai Mr. Redwood, cyfaill i loto,...

...her cock ; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight : the murmuring surge, ' Of sound judgment. That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high : — I'll look no more ; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. — ******•...

...lofty station, it appears only a narrow stripe winding between the grey rocks that form its channel. " The murmuring surge " That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, " Cannot be heard so high." ." I'll look no more, " Lest my brain turn, and my deficient sight " Topple down headlong." SHAKSPEARE....

...lofty station, it appears only a narrow stripe winding between the grey rocks that form its channel. " That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, " Cannot be heard so high." " The murmuring surge " I'll look no more, « " Lest my brain turn, and my deficient sight " Topple...

...s Come on, sir — here 's the place ; stand still — How dizzy "'l is to cast one's eyes so low ! the murmuring surge, That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard ao high ; I '1! look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong. King...