 | John Aikin - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...fondly sits by thee; And sees, and hears thee, all the while, Softly speak, and sweetly smile. 'T was this deprived my soul of rest, : And raised such tumults in my breast };> For while I gazed, in transport iost, .'.,. My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd, a subtile flame. Ran quick through... | |
 | George Wilkins - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...that fondly sits by thee, And sees and hears thee all the while Softly speak, and sweetly smile! o * 'Twas this deprived my Soul of rest And raised such tumults in my breast! Then breaking out into an original strain : — Hark ! I hear the battle's roar; Srr ! the polished... | |
 | Martin MacDermot - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 602
...fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while, Fondly speak, and sweetly smile. 'Twos this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults...darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung; In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, My blood with gentle horror thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot to play,... | |
 | Jean-Jacques Barthélemy - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 950
...deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: My bosom glowed;...darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd; My feeble pulse forgot to play;... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...hung; Softly speak and sweetly smile. My ears with hullow murmurs rung. 'Twas this deprived my FOU! of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast ; For while I gazed in transport tossed, My breath was gone, my voice was lost ; In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, My blood with... | |
 | Jane Porter - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...sees thee all the while, " Softly speak and sweetly smile. " 'Twas this deprived my soul of restj " And raised such tumults in my breast, " For while I gazed in transport tost, " My breath was gone, my voice was lost. *' My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame " Ran quick through... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetYy sm\Xe. 'Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such...tumults in my breast ; For while I gazed, in transport toss'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd: the subtle flame Ran quickly through... | |
 | Hester Lynch Piozzi - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 48
...and soul, and to have inspired the Sibyl of four-score with the feelings of a Sappho of twenty-six: " 'Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such...transport lost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost." From 1817 to 1821, his engagements appear to have been chiefly at provincial theatres. In the latter... | |
 | William Peter - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 568
...who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. T was this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast; For, while I gazed in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost My bosom glowed ; a subtle flame Ran quick through all... | |
 | Robert William Browne - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast; For while I gazed, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glowed...darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled ; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot to play,... | |
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Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast; For while I gazed, in transport lost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: My bosom glowed ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness... 
