2007, ISBN: 1406723339, Lieferbar binnen 4-6 Wochen Shipping costs:Versandkostenfrei innerhalb der BRD

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: DODO PR, 212 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=12mm, Gew.=272gr, [GR: 21500 - TB/Belletristik/Lyrik/Dramatik/Essays], [SW: - Poetry], … More...

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: DODO PR, 212 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=12mm, Gew.=272gr, [GR: 21500 - TB/Belletristik/Lyrik/Dramatik/Essays], [SW: - Poetry], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY EXPERIENCE, . . 74 SECOND EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY STORY THIRD MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY THE DENOUEMENT, . 164 LENVOY, 5 141 200 BITTER-SWEET. PICTURE. WINTERS wild birthnight In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy mountain gorge Along the valley, up the whitening hill, To tease the sighing spirits of the pines, And waste in dismal woods their chilly life. The sky is dark, and on the huddled leaves The restless, rustling leaves sifts down its sleet, Till the sharp crystals pin them to the earth, And they grofr still beneath the rising storm. The roofless bullock hugs the sheltering stack, With cringing head and closely gathered feet, And waits with dumb endurance for the morn. 2 Bitter-Sweet. Deep in a gusty cavern of the barn The witless calf stands blatant at his chain While the brute mother, pent within her stall, With the wild stress of instinct goes distraught, And frets her horns, and bellows through the night. The stream runs black and the far waterfall That sang so sweetly through the summer eves, And swelled and swayed to Zephyrs softest breath, Leaps with a sullen roar the dark abyss, And howls its hoarse responses to the wind. The mill is still. The distant factory, That swarmed yestreen with many-fingered life And bridged the river with a hundred bars Of molten light, is dark, and lifts its bulk With dim, uncertain angles, to the sky. Yet lower bows the storm. The leafless trees Lash their lithe limbs, and, withmajestic voice, Call to each other through the deepening gloom Bitter-Sweet. And slender trunks that lean on burly boughs Shriek with the sharp abrasion and the oak, Mellowed in fibre by unnumbered frosts, Yields to the shoulder of the Titan Blast, Forsakes its poise, and, with a booming crash, Sweeps a fierce passage to the smothered rocks, And lies a shattered ruin. Other scene Across the swale, half up the pine-capped hill, Stands the old farm-house with its clump of barns The old red farm-house dim and dun to-night, Save where the ruddy firelights from the hearth Flap their bright wings against the window-panes, A billowy swarm that beat their slender bars, Or seek the night to leave their track of flame Upon the sleet, or sit, with shifting feet And restless plumes, among the poplar boughs The spectral poplars, standing at the gate. CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY EXPERIENCE, . . 74 SECOND EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY STORY THIRD MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY THE DENOUEMENT, . 164 LENVOY, 5 141 200 BITTER-SWEET. PICTURE. WINTERS wild birthnight In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy mountain gorge Along the valley, up the whitening hill, To tease the sighing spirits of the pines, And waste in dismal woods their chilly life. The sky is dark, and on the huddled leaves The restless, rustling leaves sifts down its sleet, Till the sharp crystals pin them to the earth, And they grofr still beneath the rising storm. The roofless bullock hugs the sheltering stack, With cringing head and closely gathered feet, And waits with dumb endurance for the morn. 2 Bitter-Sweet. Deep in a gusty cavern of the barn The witless calf stands blatant at his chain While the brute mother, pent within her stall, With the wild stress of instinct goes distraught, And frets her horns, and bellows through the night. The stream runs black and the far waterfall That sang so sweetly through the summer eves, And swelled and swayed to Zephyrs softest breath, Leaps with a sullen roar the dark abyss, And howls its hoarse responses to the wind. The mill is still. The distant factory, That swarmed yestreen with many-fingered life And bridged the river with a hundred bars Of molten light, is dark, and lifts its bulk With dim, uncertain angles, to the sky. Yet lower bows the storm. The leafless trees Lash their lithe limbs, and, withmajestic voice, Call to each other through the deepening gloom Bitter-Sweet. And slender trunks that lean on burly boughs Shriek with the sharp abrasion and the oak, Mellowed in fibre by unnumbered frosts, Yields to the shoulder of the Titan Blast, Forsakes its poise, and, with a booming crash, Sweeps a fierce passage to the smothered rocks, And lies a shattered ruin. Other scene Across the swale, half up the pine-capped hill, Stands the old farm-house with its clump of barns The old red farm-house dim and dun to-night, Save where the ruddy firelights from the hearth Flap their bright wings against the window-panes, A billowy swarm that beat their slender bars, Or seek the night to leave their track of flame Upon the sleet, or sit, with shifting feet And restless plumes, among the poplar boughs The spectral poplars, standing at the gate.<

2007, ISBN: 1406723339, Lieferbar binnen 4-6 Wochen

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: DODO PR, 212 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=12mm, Gew.=272gr, [GR: 21500 - TB/Belletristik/Lyrik/Dramatik/Essays], [SW: - Poetry], … More...

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: DODO PR, 212 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=12mm, Gew.=272gr, [GR: 21500 - TB/Belletristik/Lyrik/Dramatik/Essays], [SW: - Poetry], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY EXPERIENCE, . . 74 SECOND EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY STORY THIRD MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY THE DENOUEMENT, . 164 LENVOY, 5 141 200 BITTER-SWEET. PICTURE. WINTERS wild birthnight In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy mountain gorge Along the valley, up the whitening hill, To tease the sighing spirits of the pines, And waste in dismal woods their chilly life. The sky is dark, and on the huddled leaves The restless, rustling leaves sifts down its sleet, Till the sharp crystals pin them to the earth, And they grofr still beneath the rising storm. The roofless bullock hugs the sheltering stack, With cringing head and closely gathered feet, And waits with dumb endurance for the morn. 2 Bitter-Sweet. Deep in a gusty cavern of the barn The witless calf stands blatant at his chain While the brute mother, pent within her stall, With the wild stress of instinct goes distraught, And frets her horns, and bellows through the night. The stream runs black and the far waterfall That sang so sweetly through the summer eves, And swelled and swayed to Zephyrs softest breath, Leaps with a sullen roar the dark abyss, And howls its hoarse responses to the wind. The mill is still. The distant factory, That swarmed yestreen with many-fingered life And bridged the river with a hundred bars Of molten light, is dark, and lifts its bulk With dim, uncertain angles, to the sky. Yet lower bows the storm. The leafless trees Lash their lithe limbs, and, withmajestic voice, Call to each other through the deepening gloom Bitter-Sweet. And slender trunks that lean on burly boughs Shriek with the sharp abrasion and the oak, Mellowed in fibre by unnumbered frosts, Yields to the shoulder of the Titan Blast, Forsakes its poise, and, with a booming crash, Sweeps a fierce passage to the smothered rocks, And lies a shattered ruin. Other scene Across the swale, half up the pine-capped hill, Stands the old farm-house with its clump of barns The old red farm-house dim and dun to-night, Save where the ruddy firelights from the hearth Flap their bright wings against the window-panes, A billowy swarm that beat their slender bars, Or seek the night to leave their track of flame Upon the sleet, or sit, with shifting feet And restless plumes, among the poplar boughs The spectral poplars, standing at the gate.<

ISBN: 9781406723335

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: DODO PR], CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE … More...

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: DODO PR], CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY EXPERIENCE, . . 74 SECOND EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY STORY THIRD MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY THE DENOUEMENT, . 164 LENVOY, 5 141 200 BITTER-SWEET. PICTURE. WINTERS wild birthnight In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy mountain gorge Along the valley, up the whitening hill, To tease the sighing spirits of the pines, And waste in dismal woods their chilly life. The sky is dark, and on the huddled leaves The restless, rustling leaves sifts down its sleet, Till the sharp crystals pin them to the earth, And they grofr still beneath the rising storm. The roofless bullock hugs the sheltering stack, With cringing head and closely gathered feet, And waits with dumb endurance for the morn. 2 Bitter-Sweet. Deep in a gusty cavern of the barn The witless calf stands blatant at his chain While the brute mother, pent within her stall, With the wild stress of instinct goes distraught, And frets her horns, and bellows through the night. The stream runs black and the far waterfall That sang so sweetly through the summer eves, And swelled and swayed to Zephyrs softest breath, Leaps with a sullen roar the dark abyss, And howls its hoarse responses to the wind. The mill is still. The distant factory, That swarmed yestreen with many-fingered life And bridged the river with a hundred bars Of molten light, is dark, and lifts its bulk With dim, uncertain angles, to the sky. Yet lower bows the storm. The leafless trees Lash their lithe limbs, and, withmajestic voice, Call to each other through the deepening gloom Bitter-Sweet. And slender trunks that lean on burly boughs Shriek with the sharp abrasion and the oak, Mellowed in fibre by unnumbered frosts, Yields to the shoulder of the Titan Blast, Forsakes its poise, and, with a booming crash, Sweeps a fierce passage to the smothered rocks, And lies a shattered ruin. Other scene Across the swale, half up the pine-capped hill, Stands the old farm-house with its clump of barns The old red farm-house dim and dun to-night, Save where the ruddy firelights from the hearth Flap their bright wings against the window-panes, A billowy swarm that beat their slender bars, Or seek the night to leave their track of flame Upon the sleet, or sit, with shifting feet And restless plumes, among the poplar boughs The spectral poplars, standing at the gate. Versandfertig in 6-10 Tagen, [SC: 0.00]<

ISBN: 9781406723335

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: DODO PR], CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE … More...

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: DODO PR], CONTENTS. FIRST MOVEMENT. STATED AND ARGUED J4 FIRST EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY NATURE, LNORMALbcrtuuL, ANTQEUES, -- CAL. SECOND MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY EXPERIENCE, . . 74 SECOND EPISODE. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY STORY THIRD MOVEMENT. THE QUESTION ILLUSTRATED BY THE DENOUEMENT, . 164 LENVOY, 5 141 200 BITTER-SWEET. PICTURE. WINTERS wild birthnight In the fretful East The uneasy wind moans with its sense of cold, And sends its sighs through gloomy mountain gorge Along the valley, up the whitening hill, To tease the sighing spirits of the pines, And waste in dismal woods their chilly life. The sky is dark, and on the huddled leaves The restless, rustling leaves sifts down its sleet, Till the sharp crystals pin them to the earth, And they grofr still beneath the rising storm. The roofless bullock hugs the sheltering stack, With cringing head and closely gathered feet, And waits with dumb endurance for the morn. 2 Bitter-Sweet. Deep in a gusty cavern of the barn The witless calf stands blatant at his chain While the brute mother, pent within her stall, With the wild stress of instinct goes distraught, And frets her horns, and bellows through the night. The stream runs black and the far waterfall That sang so sweetly through the summer eves, And swelled and swayed to Zephyrs softest breath, Leaps with a sullen roar the dark abyss, And howls its hoarse responses to the wind. The mill is still. The distant factory, That swarmed yestreen with many-fingered life And bridged the river with a hundred bars Of molten light, is dark, and lifts its bulk With dim, uncertain angles, to the sky. Yet lower bows the storm. The leafless trees Lash their lithe limbs, and, withmajestic voice, Call to each other through the deepening gloom Bitter-Sweet. And slender trunks that lean on burly boughs Shriek with the sharp abrasion and the oak, Mellowed in fibre by unnumbered frosts, Yields to the shoulder of the Titan Blast, Forsakes its poise, and, with a booming crash, Sweeps a fierce passage to the smothered rocks, And lies a shattered ruin. Other scene Across the swale, half up the pine-capped hill, Stands the old farm-house with its clump of barns The old red farm-house dim and dun to-night, Save where the ruddy firelights from the hearth Flap their bright wings against the window-panes, A billowy swarm that beat their slender bars, Or seek the night to leave their track of flame Upon the sleet, or sit, with shifting feet And restless plumes, among the poplar boughs The spectral poplars, standing at the gate.Versandfertig in 6-10 Tagen<