 | Alexander Pope - Criticism - 1717 - 468 pages
...flight; _,...,. For Pyk or Elis bound ; but tempefts toft, And raging billows drove us on your coaft: In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land ; But 'ere the rofy morn renew'd the day, < r... : While in th' embrace of pleafing... | |
 | Sir Richard Steele - English poetry - 1727 - 406 pages
...Flight ; For Pyle or Elis bound"; but Tempefts toft. And raging Billows drove us on your Coaft : III dead of Night an unknown Port we gain'd, Spent with Fatigue, and flept fecure on Land ; But ere the Rofie Morn renew 'd the Day, While in th' Embra'ce of pleafing Sleep... | |
 | Homer - 1761 - 474 pages
...took my flight, For Pyle or Elis bound : but tempefts toft, And raging billows drove us on your coaft. In. dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. 32* But ere the roly morn renew'd the day, While in th' embrace of pleafing fleep... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 308 pages
...took my flight, For Pyle or Elis bound : but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on your coaft. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, 'Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. 310 But here the'rofy morn renew'd the day, While in th' embrace of pleating... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 304 pages
...took my flight, For Pyle or Elis bound : but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on your coaft. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. 320 But here the rofy morn renew'd the day, While in th' embrace of pleafing... | |
 | 1792 - 918 pages
...took my flight, Por Pjlc or Eli* bound : but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on y'our coaft. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd. Spent with fatigue, and flcpt fecure on land. Uut here the roty morn renew'd the day, While in th' embrace of pleafing deep... | |
 | Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 1104 pages
...took my flight, Por Pjlc or Elis bound : but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on your coaft. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd. Spent with fatigue, and flept feciire on land. But here the rofy morn renew'd the day, While in th' embrace of pleafing deep... | |
 | Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 902 pages
...took my flight. For Pyle or Elis bound : but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on your coaft. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. But here the rofy mom renew'd trie day, While n fh' embrace of pleafing deep... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 492 pages
...took my flight, for Pyle or Elis bound : but tcmptfts toft And raging bilious cirovc us on your coall. In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. Euf here the rcfymorn renew' J the day, V'hilirin th' embrace uf pleafing f.tep... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 496 pages
...my flight, Por Pyle or hlis bound i but tempefts toft And raging billows drove us on your coaft. . In dead of night an unknown port we gain'd, Spent with fatigue, and flept fecure on land. 3ZO But here the rofy morn rencw'd the day, "While in th' embrace of pleating... | |
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While in th' embrace of pleasing sleep I lay, Sudden, invited by auspicious gales, They land my goods, and hoist their flying sails. 
