 Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower...  Works ... - Strana 194autor/autoři: Leigh Hunt - 1859Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1869 - 974 str.
...in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That ««»& so low that sacred head of thine. -ZVeatf, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle...bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the ettye 105 Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. 91. Inquired at ; offending. 92. Sore ill-fortune... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 str.
...the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus,3 reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy,...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge 105 Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.* 'Ah ! who hath reft,' quoth he, ' my dearest... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 str.
...with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark. That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. "Ah! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge?" I,ast came, and last did go,... | |
 | John Milton - 1870 - 116 str.
...all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, 100 Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge 105 Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. 1 Ah ! who hath reft,' quoth he, ' my dearest... | |
 | John Milton - 1870 - 436 str.
...the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, 100 Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge, 105 Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 'Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge... | |
 | John Milton - 1871 - 530 str.
...Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. Ah ! who hath reft, quoth he, my dearest pledge? Last came, and last did go, The... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 str.
...with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower, inscribed with woe. Ah ! who hath reft, quoth he, my dearest pledge ? Last came, and last did go, The... | |
 | 1871 - 476 str.
...with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge, Like to that sanguine flower, inscribed with woe. Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge ? Last came, and last did go, The... | |
 | John Milton - 1871 - 312 str.
...Panope with all her sisters playM. It was that fatal and perfidious bark 100 Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge, 105 Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. " Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge?"... | |
 | John Milton - 1871 - 92 str.
...Panope with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, 100 Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge 105 Like to that sanguine flow'r inscrib'd with woe. Ah ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge... | |
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