 Hermes' moly, Sibylla's golden bough, the great elixir, Imagined only by the alchemist, Compared with thee are shadows, — thou the substance, And guardian of felicity ! No marvel My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of...  The Plays of Philip Massinger ... - Strana cviiautor/autoři: Philip Massinger - 1805Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Alexander Fraser Tytler (lord Woodhouselee.) - 1807 - 454 str.
...judgment and propriety, when his strong luxuriancy of imagination runs to wildness. I have often thought, This sacred room, silver in bags heap'd up, Like billets...gold That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. and There needs no artificial light; the splendour , Makes a perpetual day there ; night and darkness... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 str.
...brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be huggM ever. In by-corners of This sacred room, silver, in...heap'd up, Like billets saw'd and ready for the fire, llnworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold, That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. There... | |
 | 1811 - 418 str.
...marvel, My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be hugg'd ever! In by-corners of This sacred room, silver in bags heap'd up Like billets sawed and ready for the fire, Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold That flowed about the room,... | |
 | Philip Massinger - 1813 - 546 str.
...marvel, My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistregi To be hugg'd ever ! In by-corners of . -This sacred...Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold That llow'il about the room, conceal'd itself. There needs no artificial light ; the splendor Makes a perpetual... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 508 str.
...marvel, My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be hugg'd ever. In by-corners of This sacred room,...billets saw'd and ready for the fire, Unworthy to .bold fellowship with bright gold, •f • That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. There needs... | |
 | Lord Alexander Fraser Tytler Woodhouselee - 1814 - 426 str.
...his heart ; a mistress To be hugg'd ever. In bye corners of This sacred room, silver in bags heap't up, Like billets saw'd, and ready for the fire, Unworthy...splendour Makes a perpetual day there ; night and darkness 3y that still.burning lamp for ever banished. But when guided by that, my eyes had made Discovery of... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 320 str.
...seem as if old Massinger had peeped for the following description in THE CITY MADAM : " In bye-corners of This sacred room, silver in bags, heap'd up Like...perpetual day there. Night and darkness • . By that still burning lamp for ever banish'd. But when guided by that, my eyes had made Discovery of the caskets,... | |
 | John Galt - 1824 - 324 str.
...seem as if old Massinger had peeped for the following description in THE CITY MADAM : " In bye-corners of This sacred room, silver in bags, heap'd up Like...Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold, That fldw'rt about the room, conceal'd itself. There needs no artificial light, the splendour Makes a perpetual... | |
 | Philip Massinger - 1830 - 396 str.
...marvel, My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be hugg'd ever ! In by-corners of This sacred room,...bags, heap'd up Like billets saw'd and ready for the tire, Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. There... | |
 | Philip Massinger - 1830 - 406 str.
...marvel, My brother made thy place of rest his bosom, Thou being the keeper of his heart, a mistress To be hugg'd ever ! In by-corners of This sacred room,...bags, heap'd up Like billets saw'd and ready for the tire, Unworthy to hold fellowship with bright gold That flow'd about the room, conceal'd itself. There... | |
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