 | William Collins - 1802 - 198 стор.
...his hand its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back rccoil'd, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd,...fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan DespairLow... | |
 | William Collins - 1802 - 206 стор.
...his hand its skill to try, Amid the chords bcwilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd,...fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with, hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 168 стор.
...his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd :...fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 166 стор.
...his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd :...fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 стор.
...hcwilder'd laid ; And hack recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself h«d nude. Next, Aitomn rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIK... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 238 стор.
...his hand its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd,...on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings ; In rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despaii... | |
 | Chaplet - 1805 - 238 стор.
...his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords hewilder'd lay, And hack recoil'd, he knew not why, Ev'n at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire. In lightnings own'd hi.- secret stings, la one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried ' aud the strings,... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder' d laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Ev'n at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd,...fire In lightnings own'd his secret stings;' In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurry 'd hand the strings; With woeful measures wan Despair—... | |
 | 1806 - 184 стор.
...his hand its skill to try, Amid the chords hewilder'd laid, And hack recoil'd, he knew not why. E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd,...fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair,... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 стор.
...his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid; And hack recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next, ANGER rush'd,...fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurriec) hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIR—... | |
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Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. 
