Cross reference topics for line 175

Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.

There are multiple cross reference topics for line 175. Choose from:

1. Mentions of types of land
2. Sounds

Topic: Mentions of types of land

• 2)  Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
  
• 101)  Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
  
• 175)  Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
  
• 193)  White bodies naked on the low damp ground
  
• 369)  Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth
  
• 401)  Datta: what have we given?
  
• 424)  Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
  
• 427)  Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
  
• 429)  Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie
  

Topic: Sounds

• 24)  And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
  
  
• 39)  Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
  40)  Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  41)  Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
  
  
• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
  
• 103)  'Jug Jug' to dirty ears.
  104)  And other withered stumps of time
  105)  Were told upon the walls; staring forms
  106)  Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
  107)  Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
  108)  Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
  109)  Spread out in fiery points
  110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
  
• 117)  'What is that noise?'
  
  
• 175)  Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
  
  
• 185)  But at my back in a cold blast I hear
  
  
• 197)  The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
  
  
• 259)  O City city, I can sometimes hear
  
  
• 323)  After the frosty silence in the gardens
  324)  After the agony in stony places
  325)  The shouting and the crying
  326)  Prison and palace and reverberation
  327)  Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
  
  
• 341)  There is not even silence in the mountains
  
  
• 352)   If there were the sound of water only
  353)   Not the cicada
  354)   And dry grass singing
  355)   But sound of water over a rock
  356)   Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
  357)   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
  358)   But there is no water
  
  
• 366)  What is that sound high in the air
  367)  Murmur of maternal lamentation
  
  
• 372)  Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
  
  
• 398)  The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
  399)  Then spoke the thunder