 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1851 - Страниц: 352
...feels no dread, even while she exclaims : — u * A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound The... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - Страниц: 616
...shall close our remarks upon this interesting author :— ELEGY ON AN UNFORTUNATE LADY. What bBck'ning ghost, along the moonlight shade, Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade 1 'Tis she!—but why that bleeding bosom gored 1 Why dimly gleams the visionary sword 1 0 ever beauteous,... | |
 | John Milton - 2000 - Страниц: 412
...single darknes do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies ao5 Begin to throng into my memory Of calling shapes, and beckning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable mens names On Sands, and Shoars, and desert Wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not... | |
 | David Daiches - 1979 - Страниц: 304
...of the verse changes again: What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. She recalls her virtue and her chastity, and announces... | |
 | John Milton - 1926 - Страниц: 360
...but single darbies do Ijind. What might this he? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory Of calling shapes, and beckning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable mens names On Sands, andShoars, and desert Wildernesses. These thoughts may slartle weft, but not affound... | |
 | Peter C. Herman - 1996 - Страниц: 294
...the woods, her imagination begins to assail her: A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory. Of calling shapes and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On Sands and Shores and desert Wildernesses (11. 205-9) But the Lady does not so much temper her imagination... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1998 - Страниц: 502
...Ludlow-castle, 1634), 205-9: 'What might this be? A thousand fantasies / Begin to throng into my memory / Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, / And airy tongues, that syllable men's names / On Sands, and Shears, and desert Wildernesses.' 198 (p. 1 57) grey hairs with sorrow to the grave... | |
 | Alan Lee Berman, Morton M. Silverman, Bruce Michael Bongar - 2000 - Страниц: 682
...Unfortunate Lady (published 1717), identity of the person — if she was real — unknown: What beckoning ghost, along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glader Tis she!- — but why that bleedmg bosom gored, Why dimly gleams the visionary sword? Oh ever... | |
 | MaryJanice Davidson - 2005 - Страниц: 260
...her! —Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. —John Milton, Comus Like sands through the hourglass,... | |
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Tis she ! — but why that bleeding bosom gor'd ' Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ? Oh ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it in heaven a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a Lover's or a Roman's part ? Is... 
