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The Art of Rhetoric Made Easy: Or, The Elements of Oratory Briefly Stated ... - Page 32
by John Holmes - 1755 - 96 lehte
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The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes ...

Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 398 lehte
...tranfport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was loft. My bofbm glow'd ; the fubtile flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My ears with hollow murmures rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chil I'd, My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd, My feeble...
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The Spectator, 3. köide

1739 - 336 lehte
...Tranfport toft, My Breath ivas gone, my Voice was loft : III. My Bofomgl/nu'd; the fubtle Flame Ran quick through all my vital Frame ! O'er my dim Eyes a Darknefs hung j My Ears with holloiu Murmurs rung. IV. In deivy Damps my Limbs were chilfd; My Blood nvith gentle...
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Dionysius Longinus On the Sublime

Longinus, William Smith - 1743 - 256 lehte
...Tranfport toft, My Breath was gone, my Voice was loft. My Bofomglow'di the fubtk Flame Ran quick thro' all my -vital Frame ; O'er my dim Eyes a Darknefs...Limbs were chill' d; My Blood with gentle Horrors thrill'd; My feeble Pulfe forgot to play, I fainted, funk, and dy'd away. * Philips. ... Are you not...
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The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots ..., 1. köide

Allan Ramsay - 1750 - 492 lehte
...tranfport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was l6ft. My bofom glow'd-; the fubtile flame Rafl quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My cars witljhollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd,...
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Dionysius Longinus On the Sublime: Translated from the Greek, with Notes and ...

Longinus, William Smith - 1752 - 242 lehte
...transport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was loft. My bofom glow'd ; the fubtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung...with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulfe forgot to play, I fainted, funk,...
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The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland, to the Time ..., 5. köide

Robert Shiells - 1753 - 366 lehte
...tranfport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was loft. 3My bofom glow'd ; the fubtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. 4In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulfe forgot...
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A Short Treatise Upon Arts and Sciences, in French and English, by Question ...

Jean Palairet - 1757 - 256 lehte
...voice was loft : My bofom glow'd ; the fubtle flame Ran, quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my:dim eyes a darknefs hung;. , - .• ..-.., My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood w-ith gentle horrors thrill'di My feeble pulfe forgot to play ; I fainted, funk,...
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A new and general biographical dictionary, 10. köide

New and general biographical dictionary - 1762 - 544 lehte
...in transport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was lojl. III. My bofom glow'd; the fubth flame Ran quick through all my vital frame : O'er my dim eyes...darknefs hung : My ears with hollow murmurs rung* IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd : My blood with gentle horrors thrill' d ; My feeble pulfe...
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The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots ..., 420. number

Allan Ramsay - 1762 - 506 lehte
...tranfport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was lol. My bofom glow'd ; the fubtile flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung, la In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd. My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd, My feeble pulfe forgot...
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The Way to the Temple of True Honor and Fame by the Paths of ..., 2. köide

William Cooke - 1773 - 202 lehte
...gaz'd, in tumult toft. My breath was gone, my voice was loft j, 3 My bofdm glow'd ; the fubtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung ; My ears with hoHow murmurs nmg : 4 In dewy damps my limbs were chi'll'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd...
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