 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1821 - 504 pagina’s
...; At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast. VI. Now strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet, and...hark ! the horrid sound . Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge ! Timotheus cries, See the furies... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 346 pagina’s
...sunk upon her breast. Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. • 3 Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like...peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has rais'd up his head ! As awak'd from the dead, And amaz'd, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 292 pagina’s
...again. At length with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast. Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet, and...hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head, As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies... | |
 | Martin MacDermot - 1824 - 602 pagina’s
...comparing the emotions felt in perusing the above passage from Pope, with the following from Dryden. Now strike the golden lyre again, A louder yet, and...And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark 1 hark ! the horrid sound, Has raised up his head, As awaked from the dead ; And amaz'd he stares round.... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 pagina’s
...vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast. Now strike the golden lyre again : A londer yet, and yet a londer strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse...hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head, As awaked from the dead, And, amazed, he stares round. Revenge, revenge, Timothens cries, See the furies... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 pagina’s
...again : At length, with love and wine at onee oppress'd, The vanquish'd vietor sunk upon her breast ^> rais'd up his head : As awak'd from the dead, And amaz'd, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus... | |
 | 1826 - 310 pagina’s
...sigh'd again. At length, with love and wine at once opprest, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast. Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet, and...peal of thunder. Hark ! hark ! the horrid sound Has rais'd up his head, As awak'd from the dead, And amaz'd he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pagina’s
...again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor—sunk upon her breast! Now strike the golden lyre again ! A louder yet, and...of thunder ! Hark ! hark !—the horrid sound Has rais'd up his head, As awak'd from the dead; And, amaz'd, he stares around ! Revenge ! revenge ! Timotheus... | |
 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 pagina’s
...again : At length with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor — sunk upon her breast. Now, strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet,...of thunder. Hark ! hark ! — the horrid sound Has rais'd up his head, As awak'd from the dead ; And, amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge ! Timotheus... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 pagina’s
...sigh'd again. At length, with love and wine at once opprest, The vanquished victor sunk upon her breast. Now strike the golden lyre again; A louder yet, and...strain: Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him with a rattling peal of thunder. Hark! hark — the horrid sound Has rais'd up his head, As awak'd... | |
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Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares... 
