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" The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. "
Poems - Página 196
por Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1872 - 379 páginas
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Littell's Living Age, Volumen279

1913 - 878 páginas
...flight of stairs. Daniel clattered slowly and carefully up them, basing his feet, like Sir Bedivere, on "Juts of slippery crag that rang sharp-smitten with the dint of arm€d heels." We had reached the top in safety when I heard a thin and wavering squeal behind me,...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 páginas
...and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash 'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang 'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the...
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Poems, Volumen2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 páginas
...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. Tlien saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them...
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Poems, Volumen1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 páginas
...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clashed his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint...
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Poems, Volumen1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 páginas
...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clashed his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint...
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The National Review, Volumen1

Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1855 - 520 páginas
...him, and a cry Before His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry cla-=h'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon." The two last lines place you on the very spot: you see it almost with your bodily eyes. And marvellous...
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 páginas
...and a cry before. His »wn thought drove him like a goad. Dry clashed his harness in the icy caves and barren chasms, and all to left and right the bare...heels — and on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, and tho long glories of the winter moon. Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, dark as a funeral...
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A Long Vacation Ramble in Norway and Sweden

John Willis Clark, Joseph William Dunning - 1857 - 262 páginas
...their places are supplied by new members, chosen as before. E CHAPTEE VI. THE NOETH CAPE. " Icy caves, And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff."— TENNYSON. WE left Hammerfest three hours before midnight, by the screw steamer " Grler." A delicious...
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Cambridge Essays, 1855-58

1855 - 338 páginas
...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels ; do we not seem to burst from the narrow steep path down the ravine, whose tall precipitous sides...
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Cambridge Essays, Volumen1

1856 - 416 páginas
...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels ; do we not seem to burst from the narrow steep path down the ravine, whose tall precipitous sides...
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