 | 1911 - 784 pàgines
...not why, Even 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...measures wan despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn, strange, and mingled air; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O... | |
 | Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. 3 Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings;...the lyre And swept with hurried hand the strings. 4 With woeful measures wan Despair — Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and... | |
 | 1912 - 756 pàgines
...And back recoil'd — - he knew 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...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measure, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds — his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 508 pàgines
...recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, 5 In lightnings, own'd his secret stings ; In one rude...lyre And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despair, Low sullen sounds, his grief beguiled ; 10 A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | Stephen Phillips, Galloway Kyle - 1914 - 404 pàgines
...of sunlight, a wisp of wind. II, 21-25. " 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." Notice the strength of diction : " rushed, lightnings, stings, rude clash, swept, hurried." The characteristic... | |
 | Frank Honywell Fenno - 1912 - 348 pàgines
...himself had made.— Next Anger rushed — his eyes on fire, In lightnings owned his secret stings; With one rude clash he struck the lyre. And swept, with hurried hand, the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair — Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | William Stebbing - 1913 - 424 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil' d, he knew 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...measures wan Despair, Low, sullen sounds, his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou,... | |
 | Charles Swain Thomas - 1913 - 104 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why. E'en at the sound himself had made. 20 Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings, own'd his secret...lyre And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures wan Despair, 25 Low sullen sounds, his grief beguiled; But thou, O Hope, with eyes... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made, ю Next Anger rush'd ; beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, О... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 pàgines
...why, Even at the sound himself had made. 2C Next anger rushed; his eyes on fire, In lightnings owned ook me to her elfin grot, And there she gaz'd and...her wild sad eyes — So kissed to sleep. IX 25 30 25 Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn, strange, and mingled air; 'Twas sad by fits, by... | |
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Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made. 
