 | 1866 - 234 páginas
...sound came from the land. It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea sand : The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck !" Yes : the fate of the gallant ship was sealed. The mighty efforts of captain and brave crew were... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 688 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | 1840 - 818 páginas
...came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. Tk« breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy wavM Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - 686 páginas
...sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath heb bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass,... | |
 | 1842 - 818 páginas
...ballad is vivid nd touching in the highest degree. How striking are the comparisons in this verse ; She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked...rocks, they gored her side, Like the horns of an angry hull. "To the River Charles, "is as sweet and pleasant a string of verses as we have read for many... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass,... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 páginas
...sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass,... | |
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The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like... 
