 | William Congreve - 1774 - 438 pàgines
...Roof, By its own Weight made ftedfaft and immoveable, Looking Tranciuility. It ftrikes an Awe B a And And Terror on my aching Sight ; the Tombs And monumental Caves of Death look cold, And fhoot a Chilnefs to my trembling Heart. . Give me thy Hand, and let me hear thy Voice ; Nay, quickly... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 294 pàgines
...weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquility. It strikes an awe And terror on my aking sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; 60 Nay, quickly speak... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 pàgines
...weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquil t ,. It strikes an awe And terror on my aking sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; 60 Nay, quickly speak... | |
 | 1798 - 614 pàgines
...hush'd and still as death How reverend is the face of this tall pile, By its own weight made stcdfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice j my own affrights me with its echoes." On an island in... | |
 | Arthur Murphy - 1801 - 434 pàgines
...pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its 'arch "d and pond'rous roof, Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror...And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to 1117 trembling he Of this passage, Dr. Johnson says, " that if he u were to select from... | |
 | 1810 - 566 pàgines
...weight made steadfast and immovable, Looking tranquillity, h strikes an awe And terror on my nking sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my tremb'ling heart. Give me thy h;ind, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak... | |
 | Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) - 1803 - 342 pàgines
...own weight made stedfast and immoveablc. " Looking tranquillity, it strikes an awe " And terror to my aching sight ! The tombs, " And monumental caves of death look cold, " And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart." They assimilated with ray own thoughts at that moment, and I felt... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 pàgines
...this tall pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable....And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | 1804 - 516 pàgines
...this tall pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable,...And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hund, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | 1804 - 510 pàgines
...pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof, Ну its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking...And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a diillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
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Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me... 
