 | George Lewis Smyth - 1843 - 428 Seiten
...than sepulchral : by Flaxman it is styled an epigrammatic conceit. ' The Death (says Allan Cunningham) is meanly imagined ; he is the common drybones of...likeness of a kingly crown had on. We have no grinning jawi, nor marrowless bones here. The poet saw the difficulty, the sculptor saw none.' " ' Still with... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 Seiten
...either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand ; and from his seat The monster moving, onward came as fast With horrid strides... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1843 - 554 Seiten
...either ; black it flood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seemed his head, The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Stttan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving, onward came as fust With horrid strides... | |
 | 1844 - 688 Seiten
...difficulty of describing Death, and yet we feel satisfied with the indistinct image which he gives : — " What seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown...We have no grinning jaws nor marrowless bones here. When blood was first shed on earth, the same great poet makes Death rejoice as a bird of prey smelling... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 Seiten
...either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand ; and from his seat The monster moving, onward came as fast With horrid strides... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - 1844 - 518 Seiten
...either; black It stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seemed his head, The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving, onward cams as fast With horrid strides:... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1844 - 492 Seiten
...black' it stood as night\ Fierce' as ten furies*, terrible' as hell*,. And shook a dreadful dart* ; what seemed his head', The likeness of a kingly crown* had on. 4. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving onward', came as fast With horrid strides*... | |
 | 1846 - 340 Seiten
...natural portion there is domestic pathos — an exring wife and an agonized husband. No one can ok on the scene without -being deeply moved. But he would...scented the grim Feature, and upturned His nostrils hug** into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from afar.M The poet saw the difficulty, the sculptor... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1846 - 340 Seiten
...couch on which Mrs. Nightingale is dying, he opens au iron door, and out comes its tenant Death—no grisly phantom, but a dry and disgusting skeleton,...scented the grim Feature, and upturned His nostrils husr« into Ihe murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from afar." The poet saw the difficulty, the sculptor... | |
 | 1846 - 492 Seiten
...personal identity, much less of his power as the king of Media, and the conqueror of Babylon : — " What seemed his head, The likeness of a kingly crown had on." We believe him to be a fictitious personage, introduced into the romance of Xenophon as a convenient foil... | |
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The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell,... 
