 | William Collins - 1802 - 198 oldal
...measures wan DespairLow sullen sounds his grjcf beguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled air, ' ,•.; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!... | |
 | William Collins - 1802 - 206 oldal
...measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief bcguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled air, 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 166 oldal
...woful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | Chaplet - 1805 - 238 oldal
...Despair.— Low sullen sounds his grief heguil'd, A solemn, strange, and mmgled air, 'Twassad hy fits, hy starts 'twas wild, But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair. What was thy delighted measure ; Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And hade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | 1806 - 184 oldal
...wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief heguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air, Twas sad hy fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | 1806 - 408 oldal
...his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ! 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas \vil4. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure ? Still it whisper' d promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail I Still would... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 oldal
...Despair — Low sulien sounds his grief beguil'd, A solemn, strange, and mingled air, 'Twas sad by tits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd Pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 oldal
...measures wan Despair — Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd '; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | John Sabine - 1810 - 308 oldal
...measures wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air, , 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. .But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still itwhisper'd promis'd pleasure, And hade the lovely scenes at distance hail.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 558 oldal
...sounds his grief heguil'd, A solemn, strange, and mingled air, ' T was sad hy tits, hy starts 't was wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure1 Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And hade the lovely scenes at distance hail!... | |
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twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail! 
