| Kent Gramm - 2001 - 350 Seiten
...so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding Seas Wash far away, where'er...to our moist vows denied. Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, Where the great vision of the guarded Mount 296 Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold;... | |
| Joseph Loewenstein - 2010 - 360 Seiten
...poet wonders Whether lx?yond the stormy Hebrides Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit st the bottom of the monstrous world; Or whether thou...to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. Where the great vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold.... | |
| Joseph Loewenstein - 2010 - 360 Seiten
...poet wonders Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit 'st the bottom of the monstrous world; Or whether thou to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable ofBellerus old, Where the great vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold.... | |
| John Milton - 2003 - 1084 Seiten
...surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding Seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, 155 Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps...to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, 160 Where the great vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold;... | |
| Ralph Pite, Hester Jones - 2004 - 222 Seiten
...while the body is adrift. So Lycidas is prone to the whethers that keep Milton's grammar suspended: Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of this mounstrous world; Or whether thou to our moist vows denied, Sleep's! by the fable of Bellerus... | |
| John Milton - 2006 - 102 Seiten
...surmise, Ay me! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps...under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the Or whether thou, to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, Where the great Vision... | |
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