 | John Bell - 1788 - 628 页
...lill'd their lamps With everlasting oil, to give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? z00 This is the place, as well as I may guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud Mirth Was rife, and perfeft in my list'ning ear, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand... | |
 | John Milton, John Dalton - 1791 - 498 页
...as I may guess, " Whence, ev'n now, the<umult of loud mirth " Was rife, and perfeft in my list'ning ear, " Yet nought but single darkness do I find. "...to throng into my memory, " Of calling shapes and beck'ning shadows dire, zCo ^' And aery tongues, that syllable mens' names •' On sands, and shores,... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 294 页
...as I may guess, " Whence, ev'n now, the tumult of loud mirth " Was rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, " Yet nought but single darkness do I find. "...to throng into my memory, " Of calling shapes and beck'ning shadows dire, 260 . " And aery tongues, that syllable mens' names " On sands, and shores,... | |
 | 1801 - 450 页
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 | 1797 - 468 页
...as I may guess, " Whence, ev'n now, the tumult of loud mirth " Was rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, " Yet nought but single darkness do I find. «'...thousand fantasies " Begin to throng into my memory, 259 " Of calling shapes and beck'ning shadows dire, «' And aery tongues, that syllable mens' names... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 页
...the stars That Nature hung in heav'n, and fill'd their lamps With everlasting oil, to give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? This is the place,...the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be ? A thousand fantasies... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 页
...guess, Whence even now the tumult of loud Mirth Was rife, tnd perfect in my list'ning ear, Yet sought but single darkness do I find. ^What might this be?...Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | John Milton - 1808 - 96 页
...listening ear ;, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. AVhat might this be ? A thousand fantasies 205 Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes,...that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desart wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound, 210 The virtuous mind, that... | |
 | James Beattie, Thomas Gray - 1809 - 414 页
...affects our minds, as it did the bewildered lady, and causes " a thousand " fantasies" to throng into the memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire,...names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. Forests in every age must have had attractive horrors : otherwise so many nations would not have resorted... | |
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Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. 
