 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 páginas
...The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is. But Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, The lonely... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 páginas
...dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his throne. And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for, from this happy day, The old Dragon,...tail. The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 páginas
...Judge in middle air shall ffr(3¿ »i! throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But + ؓ 37 eT p 4q ϴI Ë ^= E: % OF :9 U {` h \ Ew Ш XR) J / AQvk) t 6 ؒ costs his usurped sway ; And, wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swinges the scaly horror of his folded... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 616 páginas
...dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his throne. And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for from this happy day The old dragon,...tail. The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 páginas
...throne. And then at last our blUs, Full and perfect i", But now begins ; for, from this happy dny, hem is undone ; For streaks of red were mingled there, Such as are on a Cath'rine pear, The side that's Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 páginas
...throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But now begins; for, from this happy d»7, nd when they do reply, Straight give them both the »way; And, wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail* The oracles... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 páginas
...dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread hit throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But h v v v v vЍ0 Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 páginas
...dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his throne. And then at last our bliss, Full and perfect is, But now begins : for, from this happy day, The old dragon...tail. The oracles are dumb No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
 | Christopher Wordsworth - 1849 - 576 páginas
...Incarnation, Ode on the Nativity, xviii., and interpreting Rev. xx.) " The Old Dragon underground, In straiter limits bound, Not half so far casts his usurped sway." the Devil departed from Him ; and, behold, anqcls came and ministered unto Him '. He then shed abroad... | |
 | Royal Archaeological Institute of Great Britain and Ireland - 1850 - 530 páginas
...accomplished : the Father of lies " cast out " for ever. " And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins ; for, from this happy day, The old Dragon,...tail. " The oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs thro' the arched roof, in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow... | |
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Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell. 
