 There's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness : And silence aids — though the steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds...  The Spell of Scotland - Pagina 74door Keith Clark - 1916 - 345 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Walter Scott - 1808 - 526 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...that all is loneliness : And silence aids — though these steep hill* Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound... | |
 | 1808 - 580 pagina’s
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 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - 280 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...hills Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds too rude,... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1810 - 960 pagina’s
...of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie ; . Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...;, There's nothing left to fancy's guess, . You see (liat all is loneliness: And silence aids — though the ste°philU Send to the lake a thousand rilll... | |
 | 1810 - 928 pagina’s
...point, retiring, hides a dell, Where ewain, or woodman lone, might dwell ; There's nothing left tu fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness: And silence aids— though the stevp hills Send to the lake a thousand rills; In summer tide, se soft they weep, The sound but lulls... | |
 | 1810 - 430 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse yon spr, Where living thing co.iccakd might lie 5 Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman lone, might dwell 4 There's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that .all is loneliness : And silence aids — though... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1813 - 536 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...that all is loneliness: And silence aids — though these steep hiHs Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound but... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1818 - 372 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour; Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...that all is loneliness : And silence aids — though these steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound hut... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 256 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing conceal'd might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell. Where swain, or woodman...hills Send to the lake a thousand rills, In summer tide so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds too rude,... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1820 - 958 pagina’s
...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman...hills Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds too rude,... | |
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