 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 464 страници
...the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair — Low, su!len sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and...mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure,... | |
 | Increase Cooke - 1819 - 426 страници
...'d hands, the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his gritf bcguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad, by fits — by starts 'twas wild. But thou O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted meas-ure .? Still it whisper'd promis'd... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 страници
...be struck the lyre, And. s wept with hurry'd hand the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair . Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd : A solemn, strange...mingled air : Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it wliisper'd promis'd... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 страници
...he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair •• Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd : A solemn, strange and mingled air : 'Twas sad by-fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair. What was thy delighted measure... | |
 | 1821 - 282 страници
...clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; "f was sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 412 страници
...clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd, A solemn, strange, and mingled air, 'T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 270 страници
...hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair — Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure 1 Still it whisper' d promised... | |
 | 1822 - 418 страници
...his secret stings ; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; "Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd... | |
 | 1823 - 872 страници
...clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despair — .Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd , A solemn,...mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hupe ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 страници
...clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurry'd hand the strings. _ With woful measures, wan Despair Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd : ' A solemn,...mingled air : 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure '. Still it whisper'd promis'd... | |
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twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She... 
