 Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness...  The British Essayists: Spectator - Page 252edited by - 1823Full view - About this book
 | Joseph Addison - 1811 - 514 pages
...voice was lost : III. My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame , O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | David William Paynter - 1813 - 368 pages
...young guest was not so hearty in mind as he should be. In short, I may honestly say, \vith Sappho — In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood with...horrors thrill'd; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainicd, sunk, and dy'd away. As the old gentleman was not so foolishly strict, as to be afraid to... | |
 | Andrew Duncan - Macaronic literature - 1813 - 154 pages
...my voice was lost. III. My bosom glow'd; the subtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung: IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | Jane Porter - 1817 - 236 pages
...voice waa lost. " My hosom glow'd ; the suhtle flame " Ran quick through all my vital frame; "O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; " My ears with hollow murmurs rung. " In dewy damps my limhs were chill'd ; " My hlood with gentle horrors thrill'dj " My feehle pulse forgot to play : "... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Authors, English - 1819 - 418 pages
...gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quickly through my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs...feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and died away. LEONARD WELSTED. BORN 1703. — DIED 1749. LEONARD WELSTED, a victim of Pope's satire, whose... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Authors, English - 1819 - 420 pages
...gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quickly through my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were cliillM, My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd; My feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1821 - 412 pages
...gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow'd; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs...damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with gentle horrours thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and died away. WILLIAM COLLINS.... | |
 | Charles Paul Landon - Art - 1821 - 308 pages
...thro' all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung , My ears with hollow murmurf rung. ( 84) In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd , My blood with...feeble pulse forgot to play , I .fainted, sunk, and died away! RAMEY, author of the statue of which we here give a sketch , seems to have chosen the instant... | |
 | English poetry - 1822 - 418 pages
...my voice was lost ; My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow...feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away. FINGAL AND THE SPIRIT OF LODA. FROM OSSIAK. SLOW in the east the wan cold moon arose, While... | |
 | British poets - Classical poetry - 1822 - 272 pages
...tumults in my breast; For while I gazed, in transport toss'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with gentle horrors thriU'd, My feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and died away. TO MR. AMBROSE PHILIPS. ON... | |
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