 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 oldal
...sat iu, like a buroish'd throne, Burn'd on the waier : the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sail?, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with...silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and mad« The water, which they beat, to fo'!ow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1825 - 732 oldal
...on the water : the poop was beaten gold, * Purple the sails, and so perfumed that ' The winds grew love-sick with them. The oars were silver, ' Which...lie * In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue), ' O'erpicturiog that Venus, where w« see ' The fancy outwork nature: on each side her * Stood pretty... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1825 - 366 oldal
...Purple the sails, and so perfumed that ' The winds grew love-sick with them. The oars were silvw, ' Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made...lie ' In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue), ' O'erpicturiag th»t Veaus, where we see ' The fancy outwork nature : on each side her ' Stood pretty... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1825 - 370 oldal
...on the water : the poop was beaten gold, ' Purple the sails, and so perfumed that ' The winds grew love-sick with them. The oars were silver, ' Which...person, ' It beggar'd all description : She did lie ' IB her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue), ' O'erpioturing that Venus, where we see ' The fancy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 936 oldal
...tell you : The barge she sat In, like a bnmish'd throne, Burn'd on ¡In water : the poop was lieateu gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The...silver : Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, anil made The water, which they ticat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,... | |
 | John Platts - 1825 - 1006 oldal
...description of it, imitated from Plutarch. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne Burnt on the waves ; the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so...The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were «ilrer. Which to the tune of flute* kept stroke • For her own p«r*oa, It beggar'd all description... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 oldal
...supper. Eno. I will tell you : The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne 'a, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; "Purple the sails, and so...lie In her pavilion •(cloth of gold, of tissue), O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see, The fancy outwork nature : on each side her, Stood pretty... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 556 oldal
...supper. Eno. I will tell 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...did lie In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue), O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see, The fancy outwork nature : on each side her, Stood pretty... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 578 oldal
...for her. Eno. I will tell 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...made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, i be square to her.] \. e. if report quadrates with her, or suits •with her merits. As amorous of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 oldal
...CLEOPATRA SAILING DOWN THE 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...did lie In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,) O'er picturing that Venus, where we see, The fancy out-work nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled... | |
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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 to follow faster, As amorous of... 
