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" I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death... "
Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I ... - 44. oldal
1797
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Select Works of the British Poets, in a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1843 - 830 oldal
...solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even tir'd he sleeps, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death ; but O ! ere long, Too well...

Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1843 - 826 oldal
...sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was look s, deceitful all, and vain. BOOK m— POWER. Text*...to in /,'••.•.'. 111. • Or ever the silve 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death ; but O! ere long, Too well...

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James Stamford Caldwell - 1843 - 372 oldal
...solemn breathing sound Rose like a stream of rich distilFd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displaced. — I was all ear And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death....

The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical ..., 2. kötet

John Milton - 1843 - 364 oldal
...solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but,...

People's Edition of the Entire Works of W. E. Channing, 1. kötet

William Ellery Channing - 1843 - 686 oldal
...distill'd perfumes. And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still, to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death." Lintt...

The Prose Workd of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life ...

Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1844 - 522 oldal
...distilled perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that even silence " Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might " Deny her nature, and be never more " Still to be so displaced." "How sweetly did they float upon the wings " Of silence, through the empty vaulted night,...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...solemn-breathing sound Rose like a stream of rich distilF d perfumei, Jlii.il. stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 oldal
...solemn-breathing sound Ro»e like a stream of rich distill'd perfumes, And. stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 oldal
...solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill 'd perfumet, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O ! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 oldal
...distilF d perfumei. And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish' d she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O ! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most...




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