 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 292
...brave : where they attended the banquet, and served the departed heroes with horns of mead and ale. Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of...prepare,) Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken' d air. Glittering lances are the loom, Where the dusky warp we strain, Weaving many a soldier's... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 242
...ode of the eleventh century, which Gray has translated from the Norse tongue with singular success : Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of...prepare,) Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the durkcu'd air. Glittering lances are the loom Where the dusky warp we strain, Weaving many a soldier's... | |
 | William Russell - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet brier or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine." Quick. " Now the storm begins to lower ; (Haste, the loom of...sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air. - " Ere the ruddy sun be set, "Pikes must shiver, javelins sing, Blade with clattering buckler meet,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 662
...country. They listened with great attention to the preliminary staiuas:— "Now the storm begins to lour, Haste the loom of hell prepare, Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air." But when they had heard a verse or two more, they interrupted the reader, telling him... | |
 | William Russell - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet brier or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine." Quick. " Now the storm begins to lower ; (Haste, the loom of...sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air. " Ere the ruddy sun be set, Pikes must shiver, javelins sing, Blade with clattering buckler meet, Hauberk... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 196
...as she sings, "Waves in the eye of heaven her many-colour'd wings." " Now the storm begins to lour, "(Haste, the loom of hell prepare,) " Iron sleet of arrowy shower " Hurtles in the darkened air." " Now my weary lips 1 close : " Leave me, leave me to repose." Nothing can be more expressive of weariness... | |
 | James Orchard Halliwell-Phillipps - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 518
..." sharp »leet of arrowy ihower," which is apparently plagiarised by Gray in the following passage. Now the storm begins to lower, Haste, the loom of...prepare ! Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles In the darken'd air. Gray's Fatal Sutfre. ARRWUS. Arrows. This form of the word occurs in a strange burlesque... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...serene, And gilils the horrors of the deep." _i ODE VIII. THE FATAL SISTERS. FROM THE NORSE TONGUE. Now the Storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepare,) Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air. Glitt'ring lances are the loom, Where the... | |
 | William Russell - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 94
...my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet brier or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine.' Quick. ' Now the storm begins to lower ; (Haste, the loom of...sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air. ' Ere the ruddy sun be set, Pikes must shiver, javelins sing, Blade with clattering buckler meet, Hauberk... | |
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Now the storm begins to lower, (Haste, the loom of Hell prepare,) Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air. 
