| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 страници
...anguish'd, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet : — O for some drowsy Morphean amulet ! The boisterous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum,...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone : — The ball-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep, In... | |
| John Keats - 1841 - 254 страници
...anguish'd, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet : — O for some drowsy Morphean amulet ! The boisterous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum,...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone : — The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep, In blanched... | |
| 1874 - 990 страници
...the repeating of the passage when Porphyro is listening to the midnight music in the hall below : — The boisterous midnight festive clarion, The kettle-drum...: The hall door shuts again, and all the noise is gone; — "that line," said he, "came into my head when I remembered how I used to listen in bed to... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...half-anguish'd, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet : — Oh for some drowsy Morphean amulet ! The boisterous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum,...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone :— The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep, In blanched... | |
| 1845 - 614 страници
...half-anguished, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet : — 0 for some drowsy Morphean amulet ! a , hall-door -huts again, and all the nolle is goo*. And Mill she slept an aznrt-hddtd tleep In blanched... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet:— O, for some drowsy Morphean amulet! The boist'rous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum and far-heard...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone:— The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an rtzure-lidded sleep In... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страници
...thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet:— O, for some drowsy Morphean amulet! The boist'rous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum and far-heard...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone:— The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep In... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet:— O, for some drowsy Morphean amulet! The boist'rous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum and far-heard...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone:— The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. xxx. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep In... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 страници
...thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet:— O, for some drowsy Morpheao amulet! The boist'rous, midnight, festive clarion, The kettle-drum and far-heard...Affray his ears, though but in dying tone:— The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep In... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 страници
...gold, and jet : — O, for some drowsy Morphean amulet ! The boist'rous, midnight, festive clarion, Q The kettle-drum and far-heard clarionet, Affray his ears, though but in dying tone : — The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep In... | |
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