 Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching 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; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear...  Hawkwood, a romance of Italy - Сторінка 134автори: sir John Hawkwood - 1840Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | John Evans - 1818 - 564 стор.
...own weight made steadfast and immovoahle, Looking tranquillity [ It strikei an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a thrilling to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1818 - 342 стор.
...led the way into the place of worship. v 2 CHAPTER VII. — — It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillnesg to the trembling heart. Mourning Bride, NOTWITHSTANDING the impatience of my conductor, I... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1818 - 364 стор.
...saying, Andrew led the way into the place of worship. CHAPTER VIL It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to the trembling heart. Mourning Bride. NOTWITHSTANDING the impatience of my conductor, I... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 418 стор.
...its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity. It strikes an awe And terror on my aching 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; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let... | |
 | 1819 - 896 стор.
...own weight made steadfast anil immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! it strikes an awe And terror ou my aching sight. The tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thine hand, and let me hear thy voice — Nay.quirkly speak tome,and let... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 420 стор.
...its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, 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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1820 - 430 стор.
...own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1820 - 416 стор.
...its own weight made stedfast and immoveabli Looking tranquillity 1 It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | Thomas Zouch, Francis Wrangham - 1820 - 466 стор.
...own weight made steadfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity. It strikes an awe And terror in 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 name : Nay, quickly speak to... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 стор.
...weight made steadfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe ^ t* Andterrour on my aching sight: the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. ri ; A battle. Now, shield with shield, with helmet helmet clos'd,... | |
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