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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. "
Longinus on the sublime; construed literally and word for word; with a free ... - Page 27
by Dionysius Cassius Longinus - 1873
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Thaddeus of Warsaw ...

Jane Porter - English fiction - 1834
...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...
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The Songs of England and Scotland ...

Peter Cunningham - Ballads, English - 1835
...breast ; For while I gaz'd in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glovv'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame...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...
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The songs of England and Scotland

England - 1835
...breast ; For while I gaz'd in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame...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...
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Anacreon et Sappho

Anacreon, Sappho - 1835 - 178 pages
...gaz'd, in transport 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...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...
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Spectator (The)

English essays - 1836 - 714 pages
...For while I gaz'd. in transport tort, My breath vras goue. my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd : Uie subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame;...eyes a darkness hung : My ears with hollow murmurs ruug. In dewy damps my limbs were chtlTd ; My blood with gentle horrors tlmll'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...
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The Spectator: With Notes and a General Index, Volumes 1-2

1836
...breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was loet: My bosom (jlow'd : o mormun rung. In dewy damps my limhs were chill'd ; My blood with penile horrors thrill'd; My feeble...
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The Works of Joseph Addison: The Spectator, no. 1-314

Joseph Addison - 1837
...; 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 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...
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The Works of Robert Burns

Robert Burns - Poets, English - 1840 - 820 pages
...transport toss'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd, the subtle flame Ran quick thro' 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...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1

English poetry - 1840
...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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The Works of Joseph Addison, Volumes 1-2

Joseph Addison - 1842
...For while I gaz'd, in transport tost. My breath was gone, my voice was lost: My bosom glow'd : thn nt to extinguish all envy in inferior natures, and all contempt in superior. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot...
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