...when love fpeaks, the voice of all the god» Makes heaven drowfy with the harmony. •• Never durft poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's fighs ; O, then his lines would ravifh favage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's...

...bright Apollo's lute, ftrung with his hair; And, when love fpeaks, the voice of all the gods Never durft poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with lovt's fighs ; 0, then his lines would ravilh favage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From...

...bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch...write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this...

...And when love fpeaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowfy with the harmony. [6] Never durft poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's fighs ; O, then his lines would ravifli favage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. — From women's...

...bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch...write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this...

...bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the goda Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'cl with love's sighs; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild...

...And", when love speaks , the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmnny. Never diirst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his liues would ravish savage ears, And plant 111 tyrants mild humility. From -women's eyes...

...more canvassed than this. I believe, it wants no alteration of the words, but only of the pointing: And when love speaks (the voice of all) the gods Make heaven drowsy with thy harmony. Love, I apprehend, is called the voice of all, as gold, in Timon, is said to speak with...

...bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair, And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch...write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes...

...more canvassed than this. I believe, it wants no alteration of the words, but only of the pointing : And when love speaks (the voice of all) the gods Make heaven drowsy with thy harmony. Love, I apprehend, is called the voice of all, as gold, in 7Vmon, is said to speak with...