...way embarrassed with his presence, and when he spoke, silence Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaced. On the other hand, so far as Arthur was concerned, he felt himself transported into a scene...

...every note praying that it may last for ever, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaced. It is here especially that we are presented with the triumphs of civilisation. How immeasurable...

...every note praying that it may last for ever, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displaced. It is here especially that we are presented with the triumphs of civilisation. How immeasurable...

...steeds, That draw the litter of close-curtain'd sleep ; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound 555 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And...nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but 0 ere...

...steeds, That draw the litter of close-curtain'd Sleep; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound 555 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And...nature, and be never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but , O !...

...244-264. '' Spirit.—At last a soft and solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distilPd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence...Deny her nature, and be never more Still, to be so displaced. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death." Lines...

...distilled perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that even silence " Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might " Deny her nature, and be never more " Still to be so displaced." " How sweetly did they float upon the wings " Of silence, through the empty vaulted night,...

...of the Lady's voice : At but, a soft and solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distilled perfumes. And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wished she might Deny her nature, and be nevermore* Still to be 10 displaced. And through the glimmering...

...Hist, of Java, ii. p. 13. c Fasti, v. d This poet compares sounds to perfumes : — a solemn breathing sound Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air. Bouhours has a beautiful simile — " Whatever is delicate in thought and expression in good writers...

...steeds, That draw the litter of close-curtain'd sleep ; At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound 655 Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, And...nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere...