 The timid girls, half dreading their design, Dip the small foot in the retarded brine, And search for crimson weeds, which spreading flow., Or lie like pictures on the sand below ; With all those bright red pebbles, that the sun Through the small waves...  The Borough: A Poem, in Twenty-four Letters - 332 ページGeorge Crabbe 著 - 1810 - 347 ページ全文表示 - この書籍について
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1924 - 784 ページ
...man in memory he had an inward longing till the last for the shingled beach, ' With all those bright red pebbles, that the sun Through the small waves so softly shines upon. . . . ' Crabbe died about a year after this entry, at the age of seventy-eight ; Coleridge in 1834.... | |
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