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" O'er my dim eyes a 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 ; I fainted, sunk, and died away. "
Carminum rariorum macaronicorum delectus:: in usum ludorum Apollinarum, quae ... - Trang 136
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The Adventures of Caleb Williams: Or, Things as They are

William Godwin - 1832 - 964 trang
...tout, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. " My bosom glow'd ; the snbtle flame Ran qoick tbrongh all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rang. w In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd : My feeble pulse...

Thaddeus of Warsaw ...

Jane Porter - 1834 - 406 trang
...was gone, my voice was lost. " My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame " Ran quick through all my mortal frame ; " O'er my dim eyes a 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...

The songs of England and Scotland

England - 1835 - 794 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a 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...

The Songs of England and Scotland, Tập 1

1835 - 378 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glovv'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a 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...

Anacreon et Sappho

Anacreon - 1835 - 222 trang
...tost, My breath was gone , my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd , the subtle llame , Ran quick through all my vital frame , O'er my dim eyes a 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...

Spectator (The)

1836 - 1118 trang
...tort, My breath vras goue. my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd : Uie subtle flame Ran quick through hrough all the becoming duties of virginity, marriage, and widowhood. When it is a ruug. In dewy damps my limbs were chtlTd ; My blood with gentle horrors tlmll'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

The Spectator: With Notes and a General Index, Tập 1-2

1836 - 932 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was loet: My bosom (jlow'd : the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow mormun rung. In dewy damps my limhs were chill'd ; My blood with penile horrors thrill'd; My feeble...

The Spectator, no. 1-314

Joseph Addison - 1837 - 480 trang
...tost. My breath was gone, rny voice was lost : My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My eurs with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damns my limbs were ehill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd...

The Works of Robert Burns

Robert Burns - 1840 - 872 trang
...tumults in my breast, Д^ For while I gaz'd, in transport toss'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. Burns In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

Selections from the British Poets, Tập 1

1840 - 372 trang
...toss'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quickly through my "vital frame : O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung In dewy damps my limbs were cMH'd, My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to...




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