 Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower...  Chaucer to Burns - Page 112edited by - 1876Full view - About this book
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 292 pages
...with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe.* " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge ?" Last came and last did... | |
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...with all her sisters platfd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe."" " Ah! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge;" Last came and last did... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pages
...with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 20 " Ah! who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge ? " Last came, and last did... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...with all her sisters play''d. It was tlrat fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. 20 " Ah ! who hath reft," quoth he, " my dearest pledge?" Last came and last did... | |
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...with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain : (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain :) He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake : " How well... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 424 pages
...bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that s,acred head of thin«. Next, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His...Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain,) He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake ; " How well... | |
 | English poetry - 1852 - 874 pages
...the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, I00 Built in the eclipse, and rigg d with curses dark,...inscribed with woe. "Ah! who hath reft" (quoth he) "my deare» pledge ?" Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 350 pages
...all her sisters play'd. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, i00 Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge KJ Like to that sanguine flow'r inscrib'd with woe. Ah ! Who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge... | |
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...with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head...Galilean lake, Two massy keys he bore of metals twain, (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain) He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake ; " How well could... | |
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