 | Dionysius Cassius Longinus - 1873 - 236 trang
...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. III. Ыу bosom glowed; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;...hollow murmurs rung. IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled; My feeble pulse forgot to play; I fainted, sunk, and... | |
 | Michel de Montaigne, William Hazlitt - 1879 - 512 trang
...transports tost, 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 hung, My ears with hollow murmura rung." So that it is not in the height and greatest fury of the fit that we are hi a condition... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 trang
...transport tost, 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 hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled ; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled: My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | Estelle Anna B. Lewis - 1876 - 170 trang
...was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed— the subtle flame Like lightning ran throngh all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a 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... | |
 | Marcus Fayette Bridgman - 1877 - 100 trang
...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 hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, — My blood with gentle horrors thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | James De Mille - 1878 - 618 trang
...all the while, Softly speak and sweetly smile. " My bosom glowed, 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 chilled, My blood with gentle horrors thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | 1878 - 528 trang
...transport 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 chffl'd My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | John Duncan Quackenbos - 1878 - 438 trang
...transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glowed : the subtle flame Kan 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... | |
 | Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1878 - 186 trang
...was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed — the subtle flame Like lightning ran through all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a 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... | |
 | 1878 - 800 trang
...will quote a stanza or two : — My bosom glowed — the subtle name Like lightning ran through all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. Again: — О Venus, beauty of the skies, To whom a thousand temples rise ; Thou gaily false in gentle... | |
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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. 
