| John Milton - 1904 - 180 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head, soo Comus. She fables not. I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power; And, though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder... | |
| John Milton - 1906 - 124 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. COMUS She fables not: I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder... | |
| 1896 - 728 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magic structures, rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. m Comus. She fables not : I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddring dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove . Speaks thunder,... | |
| William Henry Hudson - 1912 - 198 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. Comus. She fables not : I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior pow'r ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove... | |
| Sarah Emma Simons, Clem Irwin Orr - 1913 - 410 páginas
...thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. COMUS. [Aside] She fables not. I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power; I must dissemble, and try her yet more strongly. [To the Lady] This is mere moral babble, and direct... | |
| John Milton - 1913 - 84 páginas
...enchantments, foul deceiver ! Comus. [After a pause, the satyrs crowding round and gazing at the LADY.] I feel that I do fear Her words, set off by some superior power. I must dissemble, And try her yet more strongly. — Come, no more ! One sip of this Will bathe the... | |
| John Milton - 1925 - 442 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magick structures rear'd so high, Were shatter'd into heaps o'er thy false head. COMUS. She fables not, I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal, yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder,... | |
| Frederick Alexander Manchester, William Frederic Giese - 1926 - 906 páginas
...Till all thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. Com. She fables not; I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power; And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder,... | |
| 1909 - 502 páginas
...shake, Till all thy magic structures, reared so high, Were shattered into heaps o'er thy false head. Comus. She fables not. I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power; And, though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder... | |
| John Broadbent - 1973 - 364 páginas
...until, at the climax of his encounter with the Lady, he senses the presence of an over-riding will: She fables not, I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power . . . 800 Even when he first enters (at line 93), in the very act of declaring his freedom from restraint,... | |
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