 | 1785 - 492 str.
...make, Till all thy magic ftruftures, rear'd fo High, Were thatter'd into heaps o'er thy falfe head. COMUS. " She fables not : I feel that I do fear Her words fet off by fome fuperior power, And though not mortal, yet a cold Ihudd "ring dew Dip's me all o'er,... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 294 str.
...Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, " Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. " She fables not, I feel that I do fear " Her words set off by some superior pow'r ; 320 " And tho' not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew ." Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath... | |
 | John Milton, John Dalton - 1791 - 498 str.
...all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, " Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. : Com. " She fables not, I feel that I do fear " Her words set off by some superior pow'r ; goo "And tho' not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew " Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of... | |
 | 1797 - 468 str.
...Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, " Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. " She fables not, I feel that I do fear " Her words set off by some superior pow'r ; 3»» " And tho' not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew " Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 str.
...Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. She fables not; I feel that I do fear Her words set off" by some superior power; And though not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder,... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 414 str.
...shake, Till all thy magick structures, rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Comus. She fables not ; I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some supérieur power ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 540 str.
...Till all thy magick structures, rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Camus. She fables not; I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superiour power; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath... | |
 | 1811 - 620 str.
...Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. She fables not : I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior pow'r; And though not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 624 str.
...Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. She fables not : I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior pow'r ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove S|>eaks... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 str.
...rear'd so high, [shake, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. She fables not ; I f»el that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder,... | |
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She fables not: I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power... 
