 | 1739 - 336 strani
...Igaz?d, in Tranfport toft, My Breath ivas gone, my Voice was loft : III. My Bofomgl/nu'd; the fubtle Flame Ran quick through all my vital Frame ! O'er my dim Eyes a Darknefs hung j My Ears with holloiu Murmurs rung. IV. In deivy Damps my Limbs were chilfd; My Blood... | |
 | 1744 - 340 strani
[ Prikaz vsebine te strani ni dovoljen ] | |
 | John Newbery - 1969 - 394 strani
[ Prikaz vsebine te strani ni dovoljen ] | |
 | New and general biographical dictionary - 1762 - 544 strani
...I gay.' d in transport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was lojl. III. My bofom glow'd; the fubth flame Ran quick through all my vital frame : O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung : My ears with hollow murmurs rung* IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd : My blood... | |
 | 1766 - 290 strani
...gaz'd, in tranfport tojl, JMy breath was gone, my voice was loft. III. My bofotn glow'd, the fubtle fame Ran quick through all my vital frame : ,O'er my dim eyes a darkttefs hung : My ears with holltw murmurs rung. iv. ; In dewy damps my limbs were chill1 d: My blood... | |
 | 1768 - 450 strani
...while I gaz'd , in Iran/port toft , breath vas gone, my voice was loft : HI. Bofom glow'd ; the fubtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame > O'er my dim eyes a darknsJJ 'hung; My tars with hollow murmurs rung., IV. In dewy- damps my limbs were chill'd; My Blood... | |
 | Edward Harwood - 1778 - 412 strani
...while I gaz'd, in Tranfport toft, My Breath was gone, my Voice was loft : My Bofom glow'd ; the fubtle Flame Ran quick through all my vital Frame ; O'er my dim Eyes a Darknefs hung ; My Ears with hollow Murmurs rung. IV. Tri dewy Damps my Limbs were chill'd ; My Blood... | |
 | 1782 - 348 strani
...while I gaz'd in tranfport toft, My breath was gone, my voice was loft: My bofom glow'd; the fubtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My card with hollow murmurs rung : In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blooil with... | |
 | 1783 - 366 strani
...I gaz'd, in tranfport tofs'd, My breath was gone, my voice was loft. My bofom glow'd ; the fubtile flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with... | |
 | Blackbird - 1783 - 172 strani
...while I gaz'd in tranfport toft. My breath was gone, my voice was loft. JVly bofom glow'd ; the fubtil flame Ran quick through all my vital frame : O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. With dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood with... | |
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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 to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died away. 
