 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 σελίδες
...rife, and perfect in my listening ear; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be .' A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | 1820 - 608 σελίδες
...the " spungy air, and to be surrounded by the dazzling spells" of the magician. What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men'» namei On sands, and shores, and dcsart... | |
 | John Milton - 1823 - 220 σελίδες
...rife, and perfect in my listening ear ; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 σελίδες
...Wrorife and perfect in my lirt'ning car; Yet nought but single darkness do 1 find. What might this be ? ghts, and couch their spears Till thickest legions close ; with feats of ar beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 σελίδες
...landscapes, gazed upon awhile, Then advertised, and auctioneer'd away. Cowper's Task, b. 3. F. FAIRIES. A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 428 σελίδες
...rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names 300 199. — to give due lighf]... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 σελίδες
...rife, and perfect in my listening ear ; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 σελίδες
...the spells of Superstition is so beautiful, that we shall finish by quoting the whole passage : — A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And aery tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 312 σελίδες
...rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And aery tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert... | |
 | 1827 - 712 σελίδες
...consequence, as we cannot exactly tell what it is we behold, or what is to be apprehended from it : — " A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beck'ning shadows dire, And aery tongues that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desart... | |
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What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. 
