 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 стор.
...hurry Yl band the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd : A solemn, strange, and mingled air : 'Twas sad by...But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail.... | |
 | William Scott - 1829 - 420 стор.
...why, 'E'en at the sound himseif had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 стор.
...And back recoiled, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rushed, his oyes e of him might conduce to the public peace and settlement,...should freely pubmit Ын life and fortune to their Hopo ! with eyes so fair, What wa? thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And... | |
 | William Collins - 1830 - 240 стор.
...the effect of these united ! tion of each is strongly expressed : thus particularly of Despair : " With woful measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds...mingled air, Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild." He must be a very unskilful composer who could not catch the power of imitative harmony from these... | |
 | William Collins, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas, Sir Egerton Brydges, John Langhorne - 1830 - 234 стор.
...cadence, the character and operation of each is strongly expressed : thus particularly of Despair : " With woful measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds...mingled air, Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild." He must be a very unskilful composer who could not catch the power of imitative harmony from these... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...lightnings owned his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hands the strings. With woful measures wan Despair Low,...But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail... | |
 | John J. Harrod - 1832 - 338 стор.
...secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre — And swept, with hurried hand, the strings. 4. With woful measures, wan Despair, Low sullen sounds...But thou, O Hope! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure! Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail.... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 стор.
...the chords bewildered laid : And back recoiled, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next, Anger rushed, his eyes on fire ; In lightnings...rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hands the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguiled ; A solemn,... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 стор.
...Even at the sound himself had made ! Next, Anger — rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings ; In one rude clash, he struck the...thou, O Hope ! — with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance, hail... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 стор.
...hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by...But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail.... | |
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twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure... 
