 | William Shakespeare - 1838
...my reporter devised well for her. /..'но. I will tell you : The barge she 6at in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue,) O'er-picturing that... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew, Timothy Flint, Washington Irving - 1838
...her court and person were always surrounded. ' The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burnt on the water: the poop was beaten gold, Purple the...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggard all description. At the helm, A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches... | |
 | Frederick Marryat - 1838
...The barge she sat in, like a burnish 'd throne, Burn'd on the water — the poop was beaten gold j Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description." " Come, I'll be blowed but we've had enough of that, so just shut your pan,"... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Isaac Reed, Samuel Johnson, Nicholas Rowe, George Steevens - 1839
...reporter devised well for her. Eno. I will tell you : The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,8 Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue) O'er-picturing that... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Charles Symmons, John Payne Collier - 1839
...reporter devised well for her. Eno. I will tell you : The barge she sat in like a burnished throne, Burned on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description ; she did lie In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,) O'er-picturing... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 458mga pahina
...HYPERBOLE. CLEOPATRA UPON THE CYDNUS.— SHAKSPEARE. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water : the poop was beaten gold : Purple the...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description : she did lie In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue,) O'er-picturing that... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Oliver William Bourn Peabody, Samuel Weller Singer, Charles Symmons, John Payne Collier, Sampson, Martin Van Buren, Phillips Publishing International, Inc - 1839
...reporter devised well for her. Eno. I will tell you: Tho barge she sat in like a burnished throne, Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description; she did lie In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,) O'er-picturing that... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839
...a-wooing. THE EMBARKATION OF CLEOPATRA. BY TK HERVEV. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water : the poop was beaten gold : Purple the...beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. SH»KSPEAEE. FLUTES in the sunny air ! And harps in the porphyry halls ! And a low, deep hum — like... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson - 1841
...or my reporter devised well for her. Eno. I will tell you : The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue) O'er-picturing that... | |
 | Elizabeth Stone, Mary Margaret Stanley Egerton Wilton (Countess of) - 1841 - 405mga pahina
...correct in detail. KNOBAHBUS. — I will tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Buro'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue), O'erpictnring that... | |
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The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water... 
