 | 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 544
...with loud screams Chidins his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge, out of his ken, A heap of...precipices Echo her stormy scream as she sails by.' — Ibid. p. 33. This certainly is a very noble picture. Our readers will, we are sure, feel also the... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 344
...with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of...that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Bustum knew not his own loss, but stood Over his dying son, and knew him not. But with a cold, incredulous... | |
 | 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 656
...Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stouy gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers...dripping precipices Echo her stormy scream as she Bails by : — As that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss, — So Rnstum knew not his own loss,... | |
 | 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 798
...her nest ; but she Lift dying, tritli lite arrow iii ker tide, In tome far eUmy gorge out of kit fen, A heap of fluttering feathers : never more Shall the...her flying over it ; Never the black and dripping precipice* Echo her stormy scream <u itie nu> by : As that poor bird flies to his home, nor knows his... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 646
...such a tragical bereavement, writes, — 'She whom he mourns Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge, out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers i never more Shall the lake glass her flying over it ; Never the black and dripping precipices Echo... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 726
...with loud screams chiding his mate back to her nest; but she lies dying, with the arrow in her side, in some far stony gorge out of his ken, a heap of...that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — so Rustom knew not his own loss, but stood over his dying son, and knew him not. M. ARNOLD IIl6 THE DEATH... | |
 | Harry Buxton Forman - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of...that poor bird flies home, nor knows his loss — So Rustnm knew not his own loss, but stood Over his dying son, and knew him not.' As a picture of bird-life... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1877 - عدد الصفحات: 290
...with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers—never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it; Never the black and dripping precipices... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers—never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it; Never the black and dripping precipices... | |
 | Herbert Kynaston - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...with loud screams chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she lies dying, with the arrow in her side, in some far stony gorge out of his ken, a heap of...; — as that poor bird flies home, nor knows his lossso Rustum knew not his own loss, but stood over his dying son, and knew him not. M. ARNOLD. XXV.... | |
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Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far stony gorge out of his ken, A heap of fluttering feathers — never more Shall the lake glass her, flying over it... 
