 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 Seiten
...are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted. 9 — v. 1. 127 This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying...both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air. 1 — i. 2. 128 O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention. 20 —... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 372 Seiten
...or the earth ? It sounds no more ; and sure it waits upon Some god of the island. This music creeps by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury and my passion, With its sweet air. — But 'tis gone; — No, it begins again. Pulling stoutly for the bridge, we overhiuled a boat laden... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Michael Henry Rankin - 1841 - 266 Seiten
...head and strong nerves, I should take leave to eschew such situations. M ITS POWER. Ferdinand. . . . Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's...air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather. Tempest, Acti. Scene 2. Lorenzo. . . Do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 316 Seiten
...earth ? . It sounds no more : — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a hank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck. This music...air : thence I have follow'd it. Or it hath drawn me rather : — But 'tis gone. No, it begins again. ARIEL sings. Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of... | |
 | Sir James Emerson Tennent - 1841 - 324 Seiten
...i' the air or i' the earth ? This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes. It swept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air." Some of the city bells, in another chamber above, are of inconceivable size, one of them being 15,000... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 394 Seiten
...Cock-a-doodle-doo. Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more; — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting...and my passion, With its sweet air: thence I have fdllow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather:— But 'tis gone. No, it begins again. ARIEL sings, Full fathom... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 Seiten
...Coek-a-doodle-doo." Fer. Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more : — and sure it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting...and my passion, With its sweet air : thence I have followed it, Or it hath drawn me rather : — But 't is gone. No, it begins again. ARIEL sings. Full... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 Seiten
...cock-a-doodle-doo. Fer. Where should this musick be ? i' the air, or the earth ? It sounds no more : — and oo fool-hardy; musick crept by me upon the waters ; ' Destroy. ' Being ч1111Ы, В 3 TEMPEST. Allaying both their... | |
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Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth ? It sounds no more: — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury,... 
