 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 lehte
...beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad, by fits — by starts, 'twas wild. But thou, Oh Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, 23 t86 UNITED STATES SPEAKER. And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 328 lehte
...his grief heguiled, A sullen, strange, and mingled air, Twas sad hy fits, hy starts 'twas wild. Bat thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And hade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - 318 lehte
...grief beguiPd : A solemn, strange, and mingled air : 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But them, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the... | |
 | Charles F. Ellerman - 1844 - 324 lehte
...witnessed again ! And now, Ladies, farewell, — sigh no more but for to-morrow ! !" CHAPTER XI. " But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? And Hope enchanted smil'd, and wav'd her golden hair, And longer had she sung — but with a frown,... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 324 lehte
...grief beguiled, A sullen, strauge, and mingled air, Twas aad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, 0 Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And hade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1895 - 656 lehte
...'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - 680 lehte
...grief beguiled ; • A solemn, strange, and mingled air, 'T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper d promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail 1 Still would her touch the... | |
 | 1896 - 1224 lehte
...enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair. m. COLLINS — Ode on the Passions. L. 3. But thou, 0 He was not of an age, but for all time ! And all the Muses still whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! n. COLLINS — Ode on the... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1897 - 478 lehte
...— his grief beguiled, A sullen, strange, and mingled air; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy...pleasure. And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail! Still would her touch the strain prolong, And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on Echo... | |
 | 1897 - 308 lehte
...who knows why ? Hope will not give us up to certainty, But still must bide with us. — Wm. Morris. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy...pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale. She called on Echo... | |
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twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... 
