 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 oldal
...spread his And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for, from this happy day. 4 ahrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Dclphoe leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 oldal
...throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But now begins: for, from this happy day, The old dragon under ground, In straiter limits bound,...tail. The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Huns through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | 1843 - 678 oldal
...work, for it had a divine commission and Godspeed. " The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hnm Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving ; Apollo from his shrine Can now no more divine, With hollow shriek the step of Delphos leaving." Dimmer and dimmer, as the generations... | |
 | 1843 - 708 oldal
...lived after them, and wrought out its appointed work, for it had a divine commission and Godspeed. " The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the archéd roof in words deceiving; Apollo from his shrine Can now no more divine, With hollow shriek... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 oldal
...throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for, from this happy day, , , costs his usurped sway ; And, wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swinges the scaly horror of his folded... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1845 - 500 oldal
...description of the origin of its multitudinous gods look tame beside the mighty lines of Milton :— " The oracles are dumb No voice or hideous hum Runs...roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine, Can uo more divine With hollow shriek the sleep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 616 oldal
...his throne. And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for from this happy day The old dragon, under ground In straiter limits bound,...The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But now begins; for, from this happy d»7, nd when they do reply, Straight give them both the »way; And, wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail* The oracles... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1847 - 344 oldal
...Morning of our Lord's Nativity.1 That noble poem, 1 Compare, particularly, the following stanza : — " The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words decemng; Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, written in the youth of his intellect, could scarcely... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1847 - 348 oldal
...Morning of our Lord's Nativity.1 That noble poem, 1 Compare, particularly, the following stanza: — " The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the archdd roof in words deceiving; Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, written in the youth of... | |
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The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. 
