 Yes, Ion ! — why, he sickens at the word, Spite of his new-born strength : the sights of woe That he will seek have shed their paleness on him. — Has this night's walk shown more than common sorrow? Ion. I pass'd the palace where the frantic King...  Ion; a tragedy [by sir T.N. Talfourd. In verse]. - Side 21af sir Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1835Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | sir Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1836 - 140 sider
...healing beams ! If I may trace thy language in the clouds That wait upon thy rising, help is nigh— ION. Sayst thou in'- blood ? MEDON. Yes, Ion !—why,...ghastlier. How can I cease to tremble for the sad ones He mocks—and him the wretchedest of all ? TIMOCLES. And canst thou pity him ? Dost thou discern, Amidst... | |
 | 1836 - 604 sider
...subjects, but who, in a period of general distress, betrays the most brutal and insulting heartlessness. ' Ion. I pass'd the palace where the frantic king Yet...can I cease to tremble for the sad ones He mocks.' Thus is the tyrant described by Ion. But when he comes upon the scene we are not only softened towards... | |
 | 1835 - 610 sider
...night's walk :• — 1835.] 509 ' I,m. I pass'd the palace where the frantic king V , '. hold* hi* crimson revel, whence the roar Of desperate mirth came, mingling with the ugh Of death-subdued robustness, and the gleam Of festal lamps mid spectral columns hung Flaunting... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1840 - 366 sider
...press Upon my soul, and tempt me to forget The duties of my youth ; — pray you forgive me. TIMOCLES. Have I not said so ? AGENOR. Welcome to the morn !...Of desperate mirth came, mingling with the sigh Of death -subdued robustness, and the gleam Of festal lamps 'mid spectral columns hung Flaunting o'er... | |
 | Henry Godwin - 1842 - 1018 sider
...trite, hut beautiful, custom of wreathing the head with garlands oi flowers ! 73 CHAPTER V. I passed the palace, where the frantic King Yet holds his crimson...Of desperate mirth came, mingling with the sigh Of death. THERE is a popular superstition, that, at the Vigil of St. Mark, the spirit which is doomed... | |
 | Malachi Mouldy (pseud.) - 1844 - 302 sider
...the trite, but beautiful, custom of wreathing the head with garlands of flowers ! CHAPTER V. I passed the palace, where the frantic King Yet holds his crimson...Of desperate mirth came, mingling with the sigh Of death ION. THERE is a popular superstition, that, at the • Vigil of St. Mark, the spirit which is... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1846 - 284 sider
...have shed their paleness on him. Has this night's walk shown more than common sorrow ? Ion. I passed the palace where the frantic king Yet holds his crimson...the gleam Of festal lamps 'mid spectral columns hung Flauntin"' o'er shapes of anguish made them ghastlier. How can I cease to tremble for the sad ones... | |
 | Sir Charles Noon Talfourd - 1852 - 396 sider
...red ; — but he will triumph ; Bless 'd be the omen ! MEDON. God of light and joy, Once more refresh us with thy healing beams ! If I may trace thy language...Of desperate mirth came mingling with the sigh Of sturdy life just conquer'd, and the gleam Of festal lamps 'mid spectral columns hung Flaunting o'er... | |
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