| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 pages
...heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to 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. I.. l.. iv. 3. Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs ; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a... | |
| Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pages
...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his...sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all in... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 pages
...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pea to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his...sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the art!, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all in... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Hazlitt - 1852 - 566 pages
...drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temperd with love s sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears,...sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all in... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 512 pages
...all the gods Hakes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write. Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs; O, then his lines...sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world; Else, none at all in... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 556 pages
...harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; 0, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant...sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world ; Else, none at all in... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 pages
...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O then his lines...ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. LL iv. 3. Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs ; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a lover's... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 440 pages
...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O ! then his...would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humanity.1 From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 pages
...all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his to my niece. I'll drink to her, as long as there...passage in my throat, and drink in Illyria. He's a c humanity. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 508 pages
...faith iiot torn. Ami. Av, marry, there ;— some flattery for thii evil. Until his ink were tempcr'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish...ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eves this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ¡ They are the books, the... | |
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