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" Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost : My bosom glow'd ; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness... "
Sketches of the History of Literature: From the Earliest Period to the ... - Page 56
by Wilkins Tannehill - 1827 - 344 pages
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Sappho, a tragedy [in verse] by Stella

Estelle Anna B. Lewis - 1876 - 170 pages
...was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed— the subtle flame Like lightning ran throngh all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears...with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, My blood with gentle horrors thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot to play — I fainted, sunk,...
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The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots ..., Volume 2

Allan Ramsay - 1876 - 294 pages
...My bofom glow'd ; the fubtil flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darknefs hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill' d, My blood with gentle horrors thrill' d, My feeble pulfe forgot to play, I fainted, funk,...
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Mosses

Marcus Fayette Bridgman - 1877 - 100 pages
...Far while I gazed, in transport tost, My breath was gone, — my voice was lost. My bosom glowed, — the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame...with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, — My blood with gentle horrors thrilled ; My feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk,...
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Y Traethodydd: am y fleyddyn ..., Volume 32

1878 - 528 pages
...tumults in my breast ; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glow*d, the subtle flame Ran quick through...hollow murmurs rung ; In dewy damps my limbs were chffl'd My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play : I fainted, sank, and...
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The Elements of Rhetoric

James De Mille - 1878 - 618 pages
...by thee, And sees and hears thee all the while, Softly speak and sweetly smile. " My bosom glowed, the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame;...hollow murmurs rung. " In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, My blood with gentle horrors thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and...
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Illustrated History of Ancient Literature, Oriental and Classical

John Duncan Quackenbos - 1878 - 438 pages
...gazed in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glowed : the subtle flame Kan quick through all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eyes...murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd ; My blood with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play ; I fainted, sunk, and died...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. My bosom glowed ; the subtle flame Ran qnick through all my vital frame : O'er my dim eyes a darkness...with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled ; My blood with gentle horrors thrilled : My feeble pulse forgot to play — I fainted, sunk,...
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Sappho: A Tragedy, in Five Acts

Estelle Anna Robinson Lewis - 1878 - 186 pages
...was gone, my voice was lost ; My bosom glowed — the subtle flame Like lightning ran through all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears...with hollow murmurs rung. In dewy damps my limbs were chilled, My blood with gentle horrors thrilled, My feeble pulse forgot to play — I fainted, sunk,...
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Y Traethodydd: am y fleyddyn ...

1878 - 396 pages
...was lost. My bosom glow'd, the subtle flame Ean quick throngh all my vital frame ; O'er my dim eycs a darkness hung : My ears with hollow murmurs rung ; In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd My bloed with gentle horrors thrill'd ; My feeble pulse forgot to play : I fainted, sank, and died...
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The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 91

1878 - 800 pages
...will quote a stanza or two : — My bosom glowed — the subtle name Like lightning ran through all my frame ; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung ; My ears with hollow murmurs rung. Again: — О Venus, beauty of the skies, To whom a thousand temples rise ; Thou gaily false in gentle...
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