 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 820 pàgines
...angry tempest clouds the soul, May darken reason and her course control. Thornton. Next anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings •, In one rude clash he struck the lyre And »wept with hurried hand the strings. Collins. ANGER, as a passion, has been called either deliberative... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 pàgines
...not why, Even at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rushed, his oyes on fire In lightnings owned e public peace and settlement, ho should freely pubmit Ын life and fortune to their beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou,... | |
 | William Collins, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas, Sir Egerton Brydges, John Langhorne - 1830 - 234 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not whyy>. E'en at the sound himself had made.1' Next Anger rush'd ; his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings...he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strin With woful measures wan Despair * 25 Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled f. A solemn, strange,... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1832 - 312 pàgines
...; 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 woful measures wan Despair, In sullen sounds his grief beguil'd — 5. But thou, O Hope ! with... | |
 | John J. Harrod - 1832 - 338 pàgines
...bewilder'd laid; And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Even 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. 4. With woful measures, wan Despair, Low sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...why. E'en at the sound himself hail 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 hands the strings. With woful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 pàgines
...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 lyre, And swept with hurried hands the strings. With woful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguiled ; A solemn,... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 pàgines
...laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Even at the sound himself had made ! Next, Anger — rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings...wan Despair — Low, sullen sounds ! — his grief beguiled ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air: 'Twas sad, by fits — by starts, 'twas wild! But thou,... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 pàgines
...bewilder'd laid ; And back recoil'd, he knew 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...lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings. With woeful measures, wan Despair — Low sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1833 - 304 pàgines
...Anger rush'd ; — his eyes on fire, . •••' In lightnings own'd his secret Rtings; — • ,' ; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, .. , • And swept with hurried hand the strings. > t • 4. With woful measures wan Despair, In sullen Rounds his grief beguil'd — A solemn, strange,... | |
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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. 
