 | 1838 - 728 страници
...ear, the same deep stillness continues, so " 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." 28 [Jan. But Cicero was impelled to the cultivation of eloquence by other motives besides... | |
 | John Milton - 1839 - 496 страници
...draw the litter of close-curtain'd sleep ; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound 555 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon...never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, sco And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well... | |
 | British and foreign young men's society - 1839 - 216 страници
...passage : " At last a soft and solemn-breathing sounds Rose like a steam of rich ilistillM perfume, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took...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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 830 страници
...That draw the litter of close-curtain'd Sleep ; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound Rose like toys of age : Pleas'd with this bauble still, as that before ; 'Till 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 страници
...That draw the litter of close-curtain'd sleep ; At last, a soft and solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon...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,... | |
 | James Stamford Caldwell - 1843 - 372 страници
...that look'd again. 1 At last a soft and solemn breathing sound Rose like a stream of rich distilFd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence...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.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 страници
...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... | |
 | William Ellery Channing - 1843 - 686 страници
...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... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1844 - 522 страници
...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,... | |
 | William Ellery Channing - 1845 - 436 страници
...till now." Lines 244-264. VOL. i. 2 "Spirit. — At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon...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. " Lines... | |
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At last a soft and 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 wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displaced. I was all ear,... 
