...distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, 560 And took in strains that might ereate a soul Under the ribs of Death...

...breathing sound " Rose like a steam of rich distill'd perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that ev'n Silence " Was took ere she was 'ware, and wished she...Deny her nature, and be never more, " Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, " And took in strains that might create a soul " Under the ribs of Death...

...distill'd perfumes, " And stole upon the air, that ev'n Silence " Was took ere she was 'ware, and wish'd she might " Deny her nature, and be never more, " Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, " And took in strains that might create a sonl " Under the ribs of Death...

...distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even Silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death: but,...

...many that maybe remarked in Comus. Sonnet 33, 1. 4. " Become all ear." Comus, 1. 560. " I was all ear And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death" Drummond's was probably taken from Sir Philip Sidney's Arcadia. " / was all ear to catch the heavenly...

...distilled perfumes, that stole upon the air, That even silence was took ere she was aware, And wish'd she might deny her nature, and be never more; Still to be so displaced." From this enchanting spot we proceeded on to the old Wier bridge, a rude and picturesque object, where...

...ware, and wish'd she rnfgbt Deny her nature, and be never more Still to be so displac'd. I was all car, 560 And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death ; but O ere long Too -well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady, your dear sister. Amaz'd...

...distill'd perfumes, And stole upon the air, that even silence Was took ere she was ware, and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death." Comus,...

...Abortive as the first-born bloom of spring Nipt with the lagging rear of winter's frost." " I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death." " So! farewell hope ; but with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost : Evil...

...and wish'd she might Deny her nature, and be never more, Still to be so displac'd. I was all ear, SCO And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death : but O ! ere long, Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd lady, your dear sister....