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" Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: in. ' My bosom glow'd: the subtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness... "
Carminum rariorum macaronicorum delectus:: in usum ludorum Apollinarum, quae ... - Trang 136
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The Spectator: With Notes and a General Index, Tập 1-2

1836 - 932 trang
...thee all the white Softly epeak and sweetly smile. Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'ii loet: My bosom (jlow'd : the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a...

The Spectator, no. 1-314

Joseph Addison - 1837 - 480 trang
...And 'hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. 'Twas Ihia dcpriv'd my «oui of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For...while I gaz'd, in transport 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...

Muscipula Sive Cambromyomachia: The Mouse-trap, Or The Battle of the Welsh ...

Benjamin Young Prime - 1840 - 110 trang
...conceive,) mistakes the genuine sense of the original, in this place. His translation runs thus : ' 'Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, ' And rais'd such tumults in my breast ;' which seems expressive of an impetuous ruffle, which is a real pain, and incompatible with the happiness...

The Works of Joseph Addison, Tập 1-2

Joseph Addison - 1842 - 944 trang
...And 'hears and sees then all the while Softly speak and sweetly amile. 'Twas this depriv'd my «oul rer to him by greater degrees of resemblance. Methinks...consideration of the progress of a finite spirit to perfe My bosom glow'd : thn subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness...

The history of literature; or, The rise and progress of language ..., Tập 1

sir William Cathcart Boyd - 1843 - 444 trang
...youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while, Softly speak, and sweetly smile. 'Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such...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...

The Spectator [by J. Addison and others] with sketches of the lives ..., Tập 5-6

Spectator The - 1853 - 566 trang
...of this famous fragment. I shall, in the last place, present my reader with the English translation. I. ' Blest as th' immortal gods is he, The youth who...III. '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 rang. IV....

The Spectator [by J. Addison and others]: with a biogr. and critical preface ...

Spectator The - 1853 - 1118 trang
...youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly unile. 'Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such...in my breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, Hy breath was gone, my voice was lest : THE SPECTATOR. 239 In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My...

The Spectator, Tập 3

Alexander Chalmers - 1853 - 544 trang
...youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly emile. ' 'Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in ray breast : For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: HI. ' My...

The Works of Joseph Addison: The Spectator

Joseph Addison - 1854 - 624 trang
...of this famous fragment. I shall in the last place present my reader with the English translation. I. Blest as th' immortal Gods is he, The youth who...tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : III. IV. In dewy damps my limbs were ehill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...

The Works of Joseph Addison: The Spectator

Joseph Addison - 1854 - 626 trang
...And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. n. Twas this depriv'd my eoul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For...III. 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. IV,...




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