 | William Collins - 1802 - Страниц: 206
...saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | William Collins - 1802 - Страниц: 198
...saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, " To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - Страниц: 168
...the brisk awak'ning viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best : They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | William Collins - 1804 - Страниц: 166
...the brisk awak'ning viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best : They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 408
...the brisk, awakening viol, "Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd die best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unweary'd minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 184
...the hrisk-awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the hest. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings.... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - Страниц: 524
...the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss d the strings,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 526
...the brisk-awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids. Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - Страниц: 554
...the brisk-awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd Ihe best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'a the strings,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - Страниц: 556
...the brisk-awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maids, Amidst the fes!;il sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the... | |
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Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round: Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand... 
