 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 612
...distill'd pеrfиmeч, ; And stole upon the air, that even silenee Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature and be never more, Still to be so displae'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that might ereate a soul Under the ribs of death. Milton's... | |
 | Orlando B. Willcox - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...usual ship sounds were dying away till all was stilL " At last a soft and solemn breathing sound Kose like a steam of rich distilled perfumes, And stole...nature and be never more, Still to be so displaced." Even the band, jaded as they were with night-work, and little sympathising as they could with the spirit... | |
 | John Milton - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 664
...— That draw the litter of close-curtained sleep ; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound1 liose like a steam of rich distilled perfumes, And stole...might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to he so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death... | |
 | David Masson - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 718
...silence as he listened. "At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich dlstill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence...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." i It was the... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Keightley - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...Who with their drowsg, slow, and flagging irings Clip dead men's graves." 2 Henrg VI. iv. 1. — A". Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaeed. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might ereate a soul Under the ribs of Death.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 550
...distilfd perfumes. And stole upon the air, that even Silenef Was took ere she WM ware, and wish' d she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a aonl Under the ribs of Death : but... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 530
...frighted steeds, That draw the litter of close-curtained sleep : At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound . Rose like a steam of rich distilled perfumes,...nature, and be never more Still to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Tinder the ribs of death : but, O ! ere... | |
 | John Milton - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 134
...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, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death... | |
 | 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...ecstaeiea, And bring all heaven before mine eyes. MILTON. At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound R<,=e like a steam of rich distilled perfumes, And stole...might Deny her nature, and be never more, .Still to bo so displaced. I was all ear, And tsok fn strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.... | |
 | William Threlkeld Edwards - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 178
...lady's song is again alluded to, — " At last, a soft and solemn- breathing sound Bose like a stream of rich distilled perfumes, And stole upon the air,...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." It will perhaps... | |
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At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich 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. I was all ear,... 
