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" 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 to play, I fainted, sunk, and died away. "
Illustrated History of Ancient Literature, Oriental and Classical - Page 169
by John Duncan Quackenbos - 1878 - 432 pages
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The Honourable Henry Erskine: Lord Advocate for Scotland with Notices of ...

Alexander Fergusson - Genealogy - 1882 - 618 pages
...thoe, And hears and sees thec all the while Softly sr>cak and softly smile. Twas this deprived iny soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my 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...
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The Honourable Henry Erskine: Lord Advocate for Scotland with Notices of ...

Alexander Fergusson - Genealogy - 1882 - 612 pages
...runs:— 'Twaa this deprived my soul of rest, And raised sucli tumults in my 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 thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My...
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Blythe Herndon, by S. Bonner; and Janetta, by J. Chandler, Volume 247

Kate Sherwood Mcdowell - 1883 - 538 pages
...the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears, and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. 'Twas this deprived...in transport tost, My breath was gone— my voice \vas lost. My bosom glowed ; a subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes...
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Cassell's library of English literature, selected, ed. and arranged by H. Morley

Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 pages
...immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits Ъу thec, And hears and весе thee all tho while Softly speak and sweetly smile. 'Twas this deprived...tumults in my breast ; For while I gazed, in transport tossed, My breath was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed ; the subtle flame Ran quick through...
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Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, Volume 4

English wit and humor - 1887 - 300 pages
...the immortal gods is he, The Youth who fondly sits by thee ; And hears and sees thee, all the while, Softly speak, and sweetly smile. 'Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gazed, in transport tossed, My breath was gone, my voice...
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Alden's Cyclopedia of Universal Literature: Presenting Biographical and ...

Literature - 1886 - 494 pages
...fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. 'Twas that deprived my soul of rest. And raised such tumults...gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glowed ; the subtle flamo Ran quick through all my vital frame ; On my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs...
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Crown Jewels: Or Gems of Literature, Art and Music ; Being Choice Selections ...

Henry Davenport Northrop - American literature - 1888 - 712 pages
...fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak, and sweetly smile. 'T was this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults...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...
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Works of Michael de Montaigne: Comprising His Essays, Journey Into ..., Volume 1

Michel de Montaigne - 1887 - 510 pages
...robb'st my soul of rest, And rais'dst those tumults in my breast; For while I gazed, in 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 murmurs...
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Illustrated History of Ancient Literature: Oriental and Classical

John Duncan Quackenbos - Classical literature - 1888 - 446 pages
...th' immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears, and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile. 'Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults iu my breast ; For while I gazed iu transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom...
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English Composition and Rhetoric, Volume 1

Alexander Bain - English language - 1888 - 388 pages
...smile. '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. My bosom glow'd; the subtile flame Ban quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ;...
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