 Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower...  The Poetical Works of John Milton - Side 206af John Milton - 1852Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 sider
...thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, [nwrought glories sink : Each has his share ; and who would...Shall find, the pleasure pays not half the pain. Ord deorcapledge ?" Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sider
...his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe." " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest...massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, and iron shuts amain), He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake : " How well could I have spar'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sider
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 20 " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge?" Last came and last did... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 sider
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 20 " Ah! who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge ? " Last came, and last did... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 sider
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower iuscrib'd with woe.30 " Ah ! who hath reft" (quoth he) " my dearest pledge ? " Last came, and last... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sider
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 50 " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge ?' Last came and last did... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 sider
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe."" " Ah! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge;" Last came and last did... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 512 sider
...her with the pomp of ancient names. " Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle airy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd witb woe. Oh! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge 1 Last came and last did go, The... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 510 sider
...her with the pomp of ancient names. " Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle airy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. Oh ! who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge 7 Last came and last did go, The... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 sider
...his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe.* " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge ?" Last came and last did go.ai The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, and... | |
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