 | Matthew Arnold - 1853 - 298 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she D Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | 1854 - 632 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | 1854 - 544 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyrie, with loud screams Chidins his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 562 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps circles above his eyry, with loud screams chiding his mate back to her nest; but she lies dying, with the arrow in her side, in some far...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 echo... | |
 | William Alexander - 1867 - 228 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 precipice Echo her... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1865 - 534 pagina’s
...unensy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | Harry Buxton Forman - 1871 - 536 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo... | |
 | John Daniel Morell - 1874 - 336 pagina’s
...uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry with loud screams Chiding his mate back to her nest ; but she Lies dying, with the arrow in her side, In some far...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 Echo her... | |
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Far off; — anon her mate comes winging back From hunting, and a great way off descries His huddling young left sole; at that, he checks His pinion, and with short uneasy sweeps Circles above his eyry, with loud screams... 
