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" Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower... "
Paradise Lost and Regained: With the Latin and Other Poems of John Milton - Страница 177
по John Milton - 1810
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Bell's Edition, Томове 31–32

John Bell - 1788 - 628 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that saered head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge 105 Like to that sanguin flower, inserib'd with woe. Volume III. S Ah! who hath reft (quoth he) my...

The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author ..., Томове 3–4

John Milton - 1807 - 434 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge, Like to that sanguin flower, inscrib'd with woe. Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge? Last came, and...

The pursuits of literature, a poem [by T.J. Mathias].

Thomas James Mathias - 1808 - 682 страници
...an habitual poelry. To those who obscrred the mantle he would sometimes wear in bh youth, it seemed Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower, inscribed viitk vsoe. Bat he neyer blamed his fate. Must of all, he reverenced tht lyre, and sought...

The Pursuits of Literature: A Satirical Poem in Four Dialogues, with Notes

Thomas James Mathias - 1808 - 684 страници
...an habitual poetry. To those who observed tho mantle he would sometimes wear in his^ouf/t, it seemed Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine llower, inscribed ,\ //// woe. But he never blamed his fate. Most of all, he reverenced the lyre, and...

Cowley, Denham, Milton

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 560 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought...sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. "Ah! who hath rea" (quoth he)" my dearest Last came, and last did go, [pledge ?" The pilot of the Galilean lake ;...

Licida, di Giovanni Milton: Mondodia per la morte del naufragato Eduardo King

John Milton - 1812 - 78 страници
...curses dark, " That sunk so low that sacred head of thine." Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought...figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flow'r inscribed with woe. Ah! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge? Last came, and last did...

Elegant extracts in poetry, Том 2

Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire ! went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought...figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flow'r inscrib'd with woe. [pledge ? Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my. dearest Last came, and last...

Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., Том 1

John Aikin - 1820 - 832 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing ardent eyes Soon to obtain, and long possess the...gave car, and granted half his prayer ; The rest, inscribed with woe. " Ah ! who hath reft" (quoth lie) " my dearest pledge ?" Last came, and last did...

The British Poets: Including Translations ...

1822 - 284 страници
...with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. " Ah! Who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest Last came, and last did go, [pledge...

The British poets, including translations, Том 17

British poets - 1822 - 296 страници
...low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, mid his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. " Ah ! Who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest Last came, and last did go, [pledge...




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