 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 ページ
...tongue. 270 XXXI Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder...as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fied astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wildemess, And his own thoughts,... | |
 | Geoffrey Miles - 1999 - 476 ページ
...his tongue. 3l Midst others of less note, came one frail Form.0 A phantom among men: companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder...as I guess. Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Artaeon-like.0 and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts,... | |
 | Edward Tomarken - 2002 - 292 ページ
...and intrusive way: Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder...as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts,... | |
 | Gene Wolfe - 2004 - 516 ページ
...trudged toward them. Midst others of less note came one frail form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm. Whose thunder...as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness; And his own thoughts,... | |
 | 張錯 - 2005 - 360 ページ
...聲音悲槍感人: Midst others of less note, came one frail form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature，s naked loveliness, Actaeon-like.... 雜在其他閒角有一瘦弱形值 他是人群魅影，... | |
 | Elizabeth Morris - 2003 - 207 ページ
...SHELLEY (vo): Midst others of less note came one frail form, A phantom amongst all, companionless, As the last cloud of an expiring storm, Whose thunder is its knell... A roll of thunder vanishes, or approaches. Lightning flashes, a wisp of wind crosses the surface of... | |
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Midst others of less note came one frail form, A phantom among men, companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm, Whose thunder is its knell. 
