 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...heads, To bear aloft its areh'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made steadfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! it strikes an awe And terror...hear Thy voice, my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...terrour on my aching sight; the tombs Ami monumental <-aves of death look cold, Ami shuot a chilnegs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 598
...monumental caves of death look cold, Arvl shoo' a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy baud, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me,...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...cold, AD'! shoot a chilness to my trembline heart. eivf ше Iby liand, and let me hear thy Toice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Friedrich Bouterwek - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...aking Sight; the Tombi And Monumental -Caves of Death look cold. And (boot a Chilncfs' to my Ambling Heart. Give me thy 'Hand, and let me hear thy Voice; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear ;' Thy Voice ' — my own affrights me with its Echo's. b) Sotigreve'á... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 378
...heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made steadfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! it strikes an awe And terror...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...own weight made steadfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! it strikes an awe And terror on jny aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 718
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness I'll love thee as well as I can. Ore. Noble Bassanes,...: Thou wert ordain'd my plague; Heaven make me th Leon. Let us return; the horror of this place, And silence, will increase your melancholr. Aim. It... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 712
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy л oice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on rny aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death lock cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart....and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me iritl^ it» echoes. * " ' " Не who reads these lines enjoys " for a moment the powers of a " poet... | |
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And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with... 
