...solemn-breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill VI perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and he never more, Still to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul...

...solemn-breathing sound Hose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she...was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death ! I shall here mention another characteristic of Milton's poetry, namely,...

...distill'd Perfumes, And stole upon the Air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish't she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac't. I was all eare, $60 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death,...

...distilled perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death. But,...

...distill'd Perfumes, And stole upon the Air, that even Silence Was took e're she was ware, and wish't she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac't. I was all eare, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death . ....

...dislill'd Perfumes, Andslole upon the Air, that even Silence Was took e're she was ware, and wish't she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so ditylact. I was all eare, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death, but...

...Quarterly Review ("Dr. Francia," Essays 4:261). 124.12-13. under the ribs of this outward material death: "I was all ear, / And took in strains that might create a soul / Under the ribs of Death" (Milton, Comus, lines 560-62). See also Letters 12:206. 124.35. James...

...that, is clad in complete steel. 7482 Comus And filled the air with barbarous dissonance. 7483 Comus 891 8525 No man has a right to fix the boundary of soul Under the ribs of death. 7484 Comus Against the threats Of malice or of sorcery, or that power...

...distilled perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was 'ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still, to be so displaced.'* In a few moments the voice died into air, and the instrument, which had been heard before,...

...are several lines of Susan's response to Emily's work, recounting a few lines from Milton's Comus: I was all ear And took in strains that might create a seal Under the ribs of death And, upside down, Susan added a few lines from Sir Walter Scott's Redgauntlet:...