 He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again ; He twisted over from side to side, And laid his cheek to the cleaving tide. The strokes of his plunging arms are fleet, And with all his might he flings his feet, But the water-sprites...  The Oak Openings: Or, The Bee-hunter - Pàgina 127per James Fenimore Cooper - 1848 - 458 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Joseph Rodman Drake - 1835 - 226 pàgines
...unequal fight, Fairy ! naught is left but flight. XV. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again ; He twisted over from...round him still, To cross his path and work him ill. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his eyes, And they stunned his ears... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 pàgines
...unequal fight, Fairy ! nought is left but flight. XV. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again, He twisted over from...round him still, To cross his path and work him ill. 30 THE CULPRIT FAY. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his eyes, And they... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 328 pàgines
...the unequal fight, Fairy ! naught is left but flight. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again ; He twisted over from...round him still, To cross his path and work him ill. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his eyes, And they stunned his ears... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 300 pàgines
...unequal fight, Fairy ! nought is left but flight. XV. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again, He twisted over from...But the water-sprites are round him still, To cross bis path and work him ill. THE CULPRIT FAV. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 302 pàgines
...unequal fight, Fairy ! nought is left but flight. XV. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again, He twisted over from...strokes of his plunging arms are fleet, And with all Ms might he flings his feet, But the water-sprites are round him still, To cross his path and work... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pàgines
...the unequal fight, Fairy ! naught is left but flight. He turn'd him round, and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again, He twisted over from...round him still, To cross his path and work him ill. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his eyes, And they stunn'd his ears... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 pàgines
...Fairy ! naught ia left but flight. He tum'd him round, and fled amain With hurry and dash to the Ix'ach again, He twisted over from side to side, And laid...round him still, To cross his path and work him ill. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his eyes, And they stunn'd his ears... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 pàgines
...the unequal fight, Fairy l nought is left but flight. He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again ; He twisted over from...And with all his might he flings his feet, But the water-spirits are round him still To cross his path and to work him ill. They bade the billow before... | |
 | 1845 - 614 pàgines
...unequal tight, Fairy 1 naught is left but flight. XT. He turned him round, and fled amain With hurry crass his path and work him ill. They bade the wave before him rise ; They flung the sea-fire in his... | |
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