 The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water...  Poems: Vol. I. - 149. oldalszerző: Hartley Coleridge - 1833 - 157 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | FRANCIS L. HAWKS, D.D., LL.D. - 1850
...and " The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned on the water : the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed. that The winds were lovesick with them ; the oars were silver." ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA. Alexandria, whether it be Greek, Roman, Christian or... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 490 oldal
...you : The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love^sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 oldal
...you: The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 520 oldal
...Cydnus. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were Eno. I will tell you: silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water,... | |
 | 1806 - 408 oldal
...(SHAKESPEARE.) THE barge she sat in, like a burnish' d throne, Burnt on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : th' oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 368 oldal
...you : The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 410 oldal
...appeared indeed ; or my reporter devised well for her. Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 424 oldal
...you, sir. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
 | John Dryden - 1808 - 436 oldal
...Shakespeare : The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water : The poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : The oars were silver; Which, to the tune of flutes, kept stroke, and made The water which they beat,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 oldal
...sir. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars wer* silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat,... | |
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