 | John Milton - 1823 - 220 Seiten
...ere she was ware, and wish'd 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 : but O ! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady, your dear Sister.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1823 - 620 Seiten
...Castle. CHAPTER X. THE SKHTJNEr,. Where should this music beP i' the air, or the earth? The TempestI was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Comus. VUENTIN had hardly reached his little cabin, in order to make some necessary changes in his... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1823 - 328 Seiten
...Castle. CHAPTER X. THE SENTINEL. Where should Ihis music be ; i' the air, or the earth.' The Tempest. And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. —I was all car, Comut. '' QUENTIN had hardly reached his little cabin, in order to make some necessary... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 Seiten
...close curtain'd sleep: At last a soft and solemn breathing sound Ro*e like a steam of rich distill'd embling leaves, while universal : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd lady, your dear sister.... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 Seiten
...solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that ev'n silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she...that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Milton's Comus. Music has charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften rocks, and bend the knotted... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 Seiten
...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 honour'd lady, your dear sister.... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 Seiten
...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 the ribs of death; but oh ! erelong Too well I did perceive it was the... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]) - 1824 - 516 Seiten
...,'.'.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 some... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 312 Seiten
...close curtain'd sleep ; 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...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 honour'd lady, your dear sister.... | |
 | 1826 - 548 Seiten
...244 — 264. SPIRIT. 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...that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Lines 555 — 563. In illustration of Milton's tenderness, we will open almost at a venture. Now morn... | |
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O poor hapless nightingale, thought I, How sweet thou sing'st, how near the deadly snare ! Then down the lawns I ran with headlong... 
