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" Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. "
The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies - Page 279
1804
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The mourning bride. The way of the world. The judgment of Paris. Semele ...

William Congreve - 1774 - 438 lehte
...Whittling thro' Hollows of this vaulted Aifte. We'll Men— Leon. Hark ! Aim. No, all his hufh'd, and ftill as Death — Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the Face of this tall Pile, Whofe ancient Pillars rear their Marble Heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous Roof, By its...
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The lives of the most eminent English poets; with critical ..., 3. köide

Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 474 lehte
...this vaulted ifle : We'll liften— LEONORA. Hark I ALMERIA. ALMERIA. No, all is hufli'd, and ftill as death. — Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile -, Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble headsj •.. To bear aloft its arch'd and ponderous roof,...
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The Lives of the Most Eminent English Poets;: Prior. Congreve. Blackmore ...

Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 478 lehte
...hollows of this Vaulted ifle : We'll Men— LEONORA. Hark! ALMERIA. ALMERIA. No, all is hufh'd, ahd ftill as death.— "Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile j Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To 'bear aloft its arch'd and ponderous roof, By its...
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British Theatre: The mourning bride, by Mr. Congreve. 1791. Douglas, by John ...

John Bell - 1791 - 294 lehte
...wind Whistling through hollows of this vaulted aisle. We'll listen Leon. Hark! Aim. No, all is hush'd, and still as death — 'tis dreadful! How reverend...pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquility. It...
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A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Parnell. Garth. Rowe ...

1795 - 846 lehte
...thro' hollows of this vaulted ¡fie. We'll litten. Ltonvra. Hark ! Almnla. No, all is hufh'd, and dill as death. — 'Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whole ancient pillars rear their marble heads To bear aloft its irch'd and ponderous roof, By its own...
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Bell's British Theatre, 19. köide

John Bell - 1797 - 462 lehte
...wind Whistling through hollows of this vaulted aisle. We'll listen Leon. Hark! Aim. No, all is hush'd, and still as death— 'tis dreadful! How reverend...pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquil t ,. It...
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A New and General Biographical Dictionary: Containing an Historical and ...

1798 - 604 lehte
...thro' hollows of this, vaulted ifle : We'll liften LEON. Mars.' ALM. No, all is hufli'd, and ftill as death. — Tis dreadful ! How reverend is the face of this tall pile ; Whofe ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its...
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Lives

Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 714 lehte
...vaulted isle; We'll listen— LlOXORA. Hark! No, all is husVd, and still at death — Tis dreadful 1 How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whose...pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and ponderous roof, By its own weight rr.ade stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity!...
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The Life of David Garrick, Esq, 1. köide

Arthur Murphy - 1801 - 434 lehte
...ia enters the temple, and describes that awful structure in the following lines : No, all is hush'd, and still as death! — 'tis dreadful ! How reverend...pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its 'arch "d and pond'rous roof, Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight...
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The Port Folio, 3. köide

1810 - 566 lehte
...wind Whistling thro' hollows of this vaulted aisle. Well listen— ieo. Hark! Mm. No. all is hush'd, and still as death— 'tis dreadful! How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whose antient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight...
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