 | Helen Deutsch - 1996 - 300 sivua
...gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods. (165—170) For Walpole, "the passing through the gloom from the grotto to the opening day, the retiring... | |
 | John Heath-Stubbs - 1998 - 230 sivua
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 | Alexander Pope - 1998 - 260 sivua
...gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods. 170 Yet here for ever, ever must I stay; Sad proof how well a lover can obey! Death, only death, can... | |
 | Eve Tavor Bannet - 2000 - 324 sivua
...letters that the original Eloisa wrote to Abelard from her cloister: Yet here for ever must I stay; Sad proof how well a lover can obey! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames... | |
 | Blakey Vermeule - 2000 - 272 sivua
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 | David Fairer - 2003 - 328 sivua
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 | Jonathan Andrews, Andrew Scull - 2003 - 351 sivua
...gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods. * * Pallentes habitant morbi, tritisque senectus. Although Showalter focuses largely on nineteenth-century... | |
 | Joseph Warton - 2004 - 508 sivua
...gloomy prefence faddens all the fcene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods. The figurative exprefiions, throws, and breathes, and browner horror, are, I verily believe, fome of... | |
 | Horace Walpole - 2003 - 364 sivua
...gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods. [From within the stately gloom of his palatial ossuary, King Death himself speaks from his kingdom... | |
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Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling... 
