 | Anne Laura McGregor - 1921 - Страниц: 246
...had penetrated English literature. The following will illustrate the kind of quotations presented: "Scylla wept And chid her barking waves into attention And fell Charybdis murmured soft applause." MILTON. All day the wind breathes low with mellower tone: Round and round... | |
 | John Milton - 1924 - Страниц: 240
...the prifon'd foul, And lap it in Ely/ium, Scylla wept, And chid her barking waves into attention, And And fell Charybdis murmur'd foft applaufe : Yet they in pleafing (lumber lull'd the fenfe, And in fweet madnes rob'd it of it felf, But fuch a facred, and home-felt delight, Such fober certainty... | |
 | Ida Langdon - 1924 - Страниц: 362
...potent herbs and baleful drugs, Who, as they sung, would take the prisoned soul, And lap it in Elysium: Scylla wept, And chid her barking waves into attention, And fell Charybdis murmured soft applause. Yet they in pleasing slumber lulled the sense, And in sweet madness robbed... | |
 | John Milton - 1925 - Страниц: 442
...Potent herbs, and baleful drugs, Who as they sung, would take the prison'd soul, And lap it in Elysium ; Scylla wept, And chid her barking waves into attention, And fell Charybdis murmur'd soft applause : Yet they in pleasing slumber lull'd the sense, And in sweet madness robb'd it of itself,... | |
 | Tom Peete Cross, Clement Tyson Goode - 1927 - Страниц: 1432
...herbs and baleful drugs, 255 Who, as they sung, would take the prisoned soul, And lap it in Elysium: monarch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done. I murmured soft applause. 259 Yet they in pleasing slumber lulled the sense, And in sweet madness robbed... | |
 | 1931 - Страниц: 906
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 | William Peacock - 1947 - Страниц: 650
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 | Thomas Bulfinch - 1934 - Страниц: 832
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And in sweet madness robb'd it of itself; But such a sacred, and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss I never heard till now. 
