 | William Collins - Fore-edge paintings - 1802 - 206 pages
...not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the...lyre, And swept with, hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief bcguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled... | |
 | William Collins - Fore-edge paintings - 1802 - 198 pages
...not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan DespairLow sullen sounds his grjcf beguil'd, A sullen, strange, and mingled air,... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 pages
...why, E'en at the sound himself h«d nude. Next, Aitomn rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the...hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIK — Low sullen sounds his grief heguil'd ; But thon, O HOPE! with eyes so fair, What was thy... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - 166 pages
...why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air... | |
 | William Collins - English poetry - 1804 - 168 pages
...why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd; A solemn, strange, and mingled air;... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English literature - 1805 - 238 pages
...sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings ; In rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despaii — L.OW sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ! 'Twas sad... | |
 | 1806 - 184 pages
...not why. E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the...measures, wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief heguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air, Twas sad hy fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...himself had made. ' Next Anger rush'd : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret stings : Jn one rude clash he struck the- lyre, And swept with...measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; •Tw« .sad by fits, by starts 'twas wil<tBut thou,... | |
 | English poetry - 1806 - 408 pages
...not why, Ev'n at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire In lightnings own'd his secret stings;' In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurry 'd hand the strings; With woeful measures wan Despair— Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 pages
...why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next, ANGER rush'd, his eyes, on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurriec) hand the strings. With woeful measures wan DESPAIR— Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd;... | |
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E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rushed, his eyes on fire, In lightnings owned his secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. 
