 | William Collins - 1802 - 206 стор.
...bcwilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings,...measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief bcguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled air, 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O... | |
 | William Collins - 1802 - 198 стор.
...bewilder'd laid, And back rccoil'd, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings,...hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan DespairLow sullen sounds his grjcf beguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled air, ' ,•.; 'Twas sad... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 166 стор.
...bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret...measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou,... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 168 стор.
...bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret...measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd; A solemn, strange, and mingled air; Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope,... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 стор.
...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;...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIK — Low sullen sounds his grief heguil'd ; But thon, O HOPE! with eyes... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 238 стор.
...sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes 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 — L.OW sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | 1806 - 184 стор.
...hewilder'd laid, And hack recoil'd, he knew not why. E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings,...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief heguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...d laid, And back 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 his secret stings;'...one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurry 'd hand the strings; With woeful measures wan Despair— Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 стор.
...bewilder'd laid; And hack recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next, ANGER rush'd, his eyes, on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret...one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurriec) hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIR— Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 стор.
...himself had made. ' Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : Jn one rude clash he struck the- lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings* With woeful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
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Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear 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. 
