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" ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the... "
Blackwood's Magazine - الصفحة 459
1823
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A Little Book of English Prose

Annie Barnett - 1900 - عدد الصفحات: 1060
...rugged roots and pibble - stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into fome : and sometimes viewing the harmless Lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselvs in the cheerful sun. As I thus sate, these and other sights had so fully possest my soul...

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Izaak Walton - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 524
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree near to the brow of that primrose-hill. There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam ; and sometimes I beguiled time by...

Dove Dale Revisited, with Other Holiday Sketches

Edward Marston - 1902 - عدد الصفحات: 214
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill : there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble stontes, which broke their waves and turned them into foam ; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing...

English Prose from Mandeville to Ruskin

William Peacock - 1903 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble-stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam: and sometimes I beguiled time by...

Social Life Under the Stuarts

Elizabeth Godfrey - 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...towards their ' centre, the tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by ' rugged roots and pebblestones, which broke their waves, ' and turned them into foam....securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported them' selves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving ' comfort from the swollen udders of their...

Social Life Under the Stuarts

Elizabeth Godfrey - 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...dead voice seemed to live in an hollow tree, ' near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat ' viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...sea ; yet sometimes opposed by ' rugged roots and pebblestones, which broke their waves, ' and turned them into foam. And sometimes I beguiled ' time...

Nelson's Literature Readers, كتاب 2

Richard Garnett - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs—some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun;...

The Pilgrims' Way: A Little Scrip of Good Counsel for Travellers

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1906 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow cave near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sate viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pibble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam : and sometimes viewing the harmless...

The British classical authors: with biographical notices. On the basis of a ...

Ludwig Herrig - 1906 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...seemed to live in a hollow cave, near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat, view- 65 ing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea, yet sometimes opposed by nigged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into TO foam: and sometimes...

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Grace Eleanor Hadow, William Henry Hadow - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 440
...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow cave near to the brow of that primrose-hill. There I sat, viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...tempestuous sea, yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam : and sometimes viewing the harmless...




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