 | John Bell - English poetry - 1799 - 436 pages
...voice was lost. s in. My bosom ljlow'd ; the subile 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 werechill'd; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd; My feeble pul;e forgot... | |
 | Longinus - Aesthetics - 1800 - 238 pages
...my voice was lost. 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. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | English literature - 1803 - 402 pages
...was lost : III. ^My bosom glow'd; the subtle flams •Kan (juick 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... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 pages
...voice was lost : HI. 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. Instead of giving any character of this last translation, I shall desire my learned reader to look... | |
 | Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - English poetry - 1806 - 360 pages
...wasgone, my voice was lost. 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. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 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. TO MR. AMBROSE PHILIPS. ON HIS DISTREST MOTHER. ANONYMOUS, FBOM STBELl's COLLECTION. LONG have the... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English essays - 1808 - 296 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 rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | John Aikin - Ballads, English - 1810 - 386 pages
...:•': ."."!' '.•' ';Mv .bosom. glow'd, a subtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1810 - 556 pages
...my voice was lost. !\iy bosom gl.jw'd ; the subtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, My blood with gentle horrours thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot... | |
 | Michel de Montaigne, Pierre Coste - French essays - 1811 - 576 pages
...gone, my voice was lost. 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. It appears from hence, that in the height and greatest fury of the fit, we are not in a condition to... | |
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O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. 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. 
