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Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I ... - Page 44
1797
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Bell's Edition, 31–32. köide

John Bell - 1788 - 628 lehte
...breathing sound 555 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might ereate a soul Under the ribs of Death 5 but O ere long Too well...
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Comus: A Mask

John Milton, John Dalton - 1791 - 498 lehte
...distill'd perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that ev'n Silence " Was took ere she was 'ware, and wished she might " Deny her nature, and be never more, "...all ear, " And took in strains that might create a soul " Under the ribs of Death — but oh ! ere long 380 " Too well I did perceive it was the voice...
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British Theatre, 11. köide

John Bell - 1791 - 294 lehte
...distill'd perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that ev'n Silence " Was took ere she was 'ware, and wished she might " Deny her nature, and be never more, "...all ear, " And took in strains that might create a soul " Under the ribs of Death — but oh! erelong 380 " Too well I did perceive it was the voice "...
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The Monthly review. New and improved ser, 26. köide

1798 - 618 lehte
...perfumes, And stole upon tha air ; that even Silence Was took 'ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she (night Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd." We We listened attentively, and were delighted with the melody, which was as striking as unexpected....
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Comus: A Mask: Presented at Ludlow Castle 1634, Before the Earl of ...

John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 lehte
...solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death: but, O! ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most...
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The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners : with Strictures ..., 15. köide

1802 - 442 lehte
...expression »mong many that maybe remarked in Comus. Sonnet 33, 1. 4. " Become all ear." Comus, 1. 560. " I was all ear And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death" Drummond's was probably taken from Sir Philip Sidney's Arcadia. " / was...
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The Monthly Visitor, and Entertaining Pocket Companion, 13. köide

1801 - 432 lehte
...of ricli distilled perfumes, that stole upon the air, That even silence was took ere she was aware, And wish'd she might deny her nature, and be never more; Still to be so displaced." From this enchanting spot we proceeded on to the old Wier bridge, a rude and picturesque...
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The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners: With Strictures on ..., 2. köide

1807 - 474 lehte
...solemn breathing sound Rose lite a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death." Comus, tier. 555, et seq. " When such music sweet Their hearts and ears...
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The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author ..., 3–4. köide

John Milton - 1807 - 434 lehte
...perfumes. And stola upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere shit was ware, and wish'd she rnfgbt Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all car, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death ; but O ere long Too...
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Comus: A Mask

John Milton - 1808 - 96 lehte
...solemn-breathing sound 555 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she...never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 5(50 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O ! ere long, Too well...
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