 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pagina’s
...God Can ne'er forgive, nor his own soul. — Farewell ! MUSIC. At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes,...was all ear And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Milton's Comus. Music has charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pagina’s
...solemn breathing sound Ro*e like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even ables true, If true, here only, and of delicious...tender herb, were interpos'd : Or palmy hilloe, or the soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 414 pagina’s
...edition of 1673, we Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul have stream for ntcum. A manifest oversight of the... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1824 - 820 pagina’s
...breathing sound Rose, like a stream of rich distilled perfumes, And stole upon the air ; that even Silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more ( Si ill, to be so displaced. / MlLTOK. In a few moments the voice died into air, and the instrument,... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 pagina’s
...solemn breathing-sound Rose like a steam ot rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more ul'6 Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that mifiht create a soul Tinder... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 pagina’s
...ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she mi^ht 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 ; hut O ! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]) - 1824 - 516 pagina’s
...,'.'.X CHAP. X. THE SENTINEL. Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth ? , The Tetnpctt. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul I Tnder the ribs of death. Conius. QUENTIN had hardly reached his little cabin, in order to make... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 pagina’s
...breathing sound Rose like a steam of rieh distilTd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silenee ures always hover'd nigh ; But whate'er .smaek'd of noyanee or unrest, Was far, far off expell'd displae'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that might ereate a soul Under the ribs of death : but... | |
 | 1826 - 548 pagina’s
...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 wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Lines 555 — 563. In illustration of Milton's tenderness, we will open... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 312 pagina’s
...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 wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but O ! ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most... | |
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