 A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.  Comus: A Mask - Page 17by John Milton - 1858 - 90 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife and perfect in my listening ear ; What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and... | |
 | Francis Beaumont - 1854 - 976 pages
...the whole passage in the fir.<t scene of the two Brothera. So again the young J*ady in the wood ; ' a thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadowa din. blest. [ACT i. Shall hurt my body, or by vain illusion Draw mo to wander tii'tiT idle... | |
 | John Milton - Bookbinding - 1855 - 564 pages
...give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect...listening ear ; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. AY hut might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and... | |
 | Authors, English - 1855 - 834 pages
...guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife and perfect in my list'ning ear ; Yet naught but single darkness do I find. What might this be...Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | John Milton - 1855 - 644 pages
...traveller ? This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Waa rife, and perfect in my listening ear; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this he ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows... | |
 | John Milton - 1855 - 900 pages
...give due light To the misled and lonely traveller Г This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect in my listening ear ; Yet naught but single darkness do I find. What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into... | |
 | 1855 - 508 pages
...of, and their places taken by the creatures of my own distempered brain. " A thousand fantasies Began to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, Aud airy tongues that syllable men's names, And sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses." Through... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 pages
...night. 278 SPEECH AND SONG OF THE LADY IN COMUS. THIS is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect...Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. These thoughts... | |
 | John Milton - 1857 - 664 pages
...give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect in my listening ear ; Yet nought hut single darkness do I find. What might this he ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory,... | |
 | Henry Reed - English poetry - 1857 - 424 pages
...bodily sight, the dark cloud •which had dimmed the sky brightening with sudden moonlight : — " A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory,...Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. These thoughts... | |
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