 NOR cold, nor stern, my soul ! yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the proud Harlot her distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song.  Letters - 405 psl.autoriai: Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1907Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1888 - 328 psl.
...heavenly light. LINES COMPOSED IN A COXCEKT-ROOM. j OR cold, nor stern, my soul ! yet I detest These scented rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint ; But when... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1893 - 656 psl.
...to expose her body in public than her soul ? If we listen and applaud, while, as Coleridge says, " Heaves the proud harlot her distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song," must we esteem it derogatory to our sense of refinement to drink from the fresh brook of a true woman's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1905 - 172 psl.
...heavenly light. LINES COMPOSED IN A CONCERT-ROOM. NOR cold, nor stern, my soul ! yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint ; But when... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1912 - 1112 psl.
...Add. MSS. 27,901). LINES COMPOSED IN A CONCERT-ROOM1 NOR cold, nor stern, my soul ! yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign 5 To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint ; But... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1918 - 324 psl.
...IN A CONCERT-ROOM NOR cold, nor stern, my soul! yet I detest These scented rooms, where, to a gandy throng, Heaves the proud harlot her distended breast In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint ; But when... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 psl.
...said: I am a part of all that I have met. Years ago, Coleridge put it this way: yet I detest These scented rooms where, to a gaudy throng Heaves the...distended breast In intricacies of laborious song. Then there is Shelley's: Hail to thee, blythe spirit! Bird thou never wert . . . does it to me every... | |
 | Leslie C. Dunn, Nancy A. Jones - 1994 - 278 psl.
...with a comment on a female singer and her audience: Nor cold, nor stern, my soul! yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint; But when... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 260 psl.
...milk of Paradise. Lines Composed in a Concert-Room Nor cold, nor stern, my soul! yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign 5 To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint; But when... | |
 | 1917 - 856 psl.
...mean food for their meanness? " Nor cold, nor stern, my soul," says Coleridge, " yet I detest These scented Rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast, In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion-warbled plaint ; But when... | |
 | 703 psl.
...heavenly light. LINES COMPOSED IN A CONCERT-ROOM. NOR cold, nor stern, my soul ! yet I detest These scented rooms, where, to a gaudy throng, Heaves the...distended breast In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not Music's genuine power, nor deign To melt at Nature's passion- warbled plaint ; 6 But... | |
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