To find him in the valley ; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for... The Quarterly review - Seite 4511848Vollansicht
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...lines taken from Lord Tennyson's The princess (vii, 202-203) (cf. Nanny and Fischer 2005: 464): (6) The moan of doves in immemorial elms And murmuring of innumerable bees The rich presence of the phonemes /n/ and Iml vividly depicts the humming noise made by the bees. Notice,...