 tis at a white heat now: The bellows ceased, the flames decreased though on the forge's brow The little flames still fitfully play through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their...  Blackwood's Magazine - Pagina 2811832Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 454 pagina’s
...rest upon their sledges here, some work the windlass there. The windlass strains the tackle-chains, the black mound heaves below, And red and deep a hundred...roars, rends all outright — O Vulcan, what a glow ! 'Tis blinding white, 'tis blasting bright ; the high sun shines not so ; The high sun sees not, on... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pagina’s
...flames still fitfully play through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim All clad in stormy land, tackle-chains, — the black mould heaves below, And red and deep, a hundred veins burst out at every... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 pagina’s
...fitfully play through the sable mound; And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All aud deep a hundred veins bnrst out at every throe; It rises, roars, remis all outright. — О Vulcan,... | |
 | Samuel Ferguson - 1883 - 64 pagina’s
...through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare ; Some...roars, rends all outright — O Vulcan, what a glow ! 'Tis blinding white, 'tis blasting bright — the high sun shines not so ! The high sun sees not,... | |
 | Samuel Ferguson - 1883 - 62 pagina’s
...through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare ; Some...every throe : It rises, roars, rends all outright — О Vulcan, what a glow ! Tis blinding white, 'tis blasting bright — the high sun shines not so... | |
 | Samuel Ferguson - 1883 - 58 pagina’s
...through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare ; Some...every throe : It rises, roars, rends all outright — О Vulcan, what a glow ! 'Tis blinding white, 'tis blasting bright — the high sun shines not... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 pagina’s
...rest upon their sledges here, some work the windlass there. The windlass strains the tackle-chains, the black mound heaves below; And, red and deep, a...every throe : It rises, roars, rends all outright, — 0 the high sun shines not so! The high sun sees not, on the earth, such fiery, fearful show, —... | |
 | Anna Lydia Ward - 1883 - 662 pagina’s
...through the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round : All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare ; Some...work the windlass there. The windlass strains the tackle-chains ; the black mould heaves below ; And red and deep a hundred veins burst out at every... | |
 | 1883 - 628 pagina’s
...powerful steam-hammer. " And fitfully yon still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare ; Some...upon their sledges here, some work the windlass there — As quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster, slow Sinks on the anvil ; all about... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1884 - 458 pagina’s
...play thro' the sable mound, And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round, All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare —...work the windlass there. The windlass strains the tackle-chains, the black mound heaves below, And red and deep a hundred veins burst out at every throe... | |
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