 | William Congreve - 1703 - 88 страници
...all is hufli'd, and ftill as Death 'Tis dreadful f How rev'rend is the Face of this tall Pile, Whofc ancient Pillars rear their Marble Heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous Roof, By its own Weight made ftedfaft and immoveable. Looking Tranquility. It ftrikes an... | |
 | William Congreve - 1753 - 82 страници
...all is hufh'd, and ftill as death 'Ti« dreadful ( Tow rev'rend is the face of this tall pile, Whole ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made ftedfaft and immoveable. Looking tranquility. It ftrikes an... | |
 | William Congreve - 1774 - 438 страници
...Whittling thro' Hollows of this vaulted Aifte. We'll Men— Leon. Hark ! Aim. No, all his hufh'd, and ftill as Death — Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the Face of this tall Pile, Whofe ancient Pillars rear their Marble Heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous Roof, By its... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 478 страници
...hollows of this Vaulted ifle : We'll Men— LEONORA. Hark! ALMERIA. ALMERIA. No, all is hufh'd, ahd ftill as death.— "Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile j Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To 'bear aloft its arch'd and ponderous roof, By its... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 474 страници
...this vaulted ifle : We'll liften— LEONORA. Hark I ALMERIA. ALMERIA. No, all is hufli'd, and ftill as death. — Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile -, Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble headsj •.. To bear aloft its arch'd and ponderous roof,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 278 страници
...hufh'd, and ftill as death. — 'Tit dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile ; Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made ftcdfaft and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! It firikes an... | |
 | samuel johnson - 1781 - 276 страници
...is hufh'd, and Hill as death.—Tii» dreadful! How reverend is the face of this tall pile ; Whofc ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made ftedfaft and immoveable, Looking tranqi illity ! It ftrikes... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 294 страници
...some transient wind Whistling through hollows of this vaulted aisle. We'll listen Leon. Hark! Aim. No, all is hush'd, and still as death — 'tis dreadful!...rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquility. It strikes an... | |
 | 1795 - 846 страници
...thro' hollows of this vaulted ¡fie. We'll litten. Ltonvra. Hark ! Almnla. No, all is hufh'd, and dill as death. — 'Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whole ancient pillars rear their marble heads To bear aloft its irch'd and ponderous roof, By its own... | |
 | William Jones - 1795 - 446 страници
...hnfh'' 1, and flill as death-—'tis dread* full Hew reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made ftedfaft and immoveable, Looking tranquility. It ftrikes an... | |
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Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. 
