| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 372 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines * of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins : Such... | |
| British poets - 1824 - 676 str.
...doth impair the seeing sense, It pays the hearing double iecompei.ee. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold st, But in his motion like an ani-el sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubms ; Such... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 str.
...and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessie« : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines' of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quirins to the young-су d chérubins : Such... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 452 str.
...the house, your mistress is at hand. [Exit BALTHAZAR. See, Jessica, look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st. But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubim ; Such harmony... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 486 str.
...and the night, ' Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines » of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thuu behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubims: Such... | |
| Abraham John Valpy - 1825 - 544 str.
...ill ' .•' ' j" .''l -f 9W Music, Poetry, Painting ! ! ! ,„;, „„ 1 , rf j 0 The man who has no Music in his soul, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds/ Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and 'spoils ; " * * t£9 • M»w And h^ affecUOBB dark as Erebus ; ;,. ...... | |
| 1825 - 546 str.
...and mental exhaustion of their sabbatical exercises. Music, Poetry, Painting ! ! ! The man who has no Music in his soul, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, The motions of his spirit are dull as night, , Ami his afiections dark as Erebus ; Let no such man... | |
| 1826 - 360 str.
...stilness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eye'd cherubins : Such... | |
| 1826 - 502 str.
...but the immediate inspiration of the Deity : — " Sit, Jessica ! Look, how the floor of Heaven , Js thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou. behold'et, But in his motion like an angel sings, Klill quiring to the young-cy'd cherubims: Such harmony... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 996 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd chérubins : Such... | |
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