... mid grease that savored as he his bower was arrayed, who would fain risk no ill. Then he lurks there and seeks in each nook of the nave the best sheltered spot, yet nowhere he finds rest or recovery, but filthy mire wherever he goes; but God is ever... Pearl: An English Poem of the 14th Century - الصفحة xxxiiالمحررون: - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 141عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...and stands up in its belly, that stank as the devil; in sorry plight there, 'mid grease that savored as he his bower was arrayed, who would fain risk no...alone, as in the boat's stern, where he had slept ere, 'V16916 SONGS HYMNS AND LYRICS Thus, in the beast's bowel, he abides there alive, three days and three... | |
| Harry Thurston Peck - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...and stands up in its belly, that stank as the devil ; in sorry plight there, 'mid grease that savored as he his bower was arrayed, who would fain risk no...he reached a nook and held himself there, where no i'oul filth encumbered him about. He sat there as safe, save for darkness alone, as in the boat's stern,... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer - 1917 - عدد الصفحات: 816
...and stands up in its belly, that stank as the devil; in sorry plight there, 'mid grease that savored as he his bower was arrayed, who would fain risk no...alone, as in the boat's stern, where he had slept ere. 16916 Thus, in the beast's bowel, he abides there alive, three days and three nights, thinking aye... | |
| Mary Esther Harding - 1973 - عدد الصفحات: 546
...bower was arrayed who would fain risk no ill. Then he lurks there and seeks in each nook of the navel the best sheltered spot, yet nowhere he finds rest...a nook and held himself there, where no foul filth cumbered him about. He sat there as safe, save for darkness alone, As in the boat's stern, where he... | |
| A. W. Ward, A. R. Waller - 1932 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...bower was arrayed, who would fain risk no ill. Then he lurks there and seeks in each nook of the navel the best sheltered spot, yet nowhere he finds rest...and called to the Prince.... Then he reached a nook aud held himself there, where no foul filth encumbered him about. He sat there as safe, save for darkness... | |
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