 | 1824 - 378 ページ
...feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, yet helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, —...said my muse to me — ' look in thy heart, and write ! ' " The following are examples of the manner in which he occasionally obeys the dictate of his muse.... | |
 | 1824 - 378 ページ
...with child to speak, yet helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, — 4 Fool ! ' said my muse to me — ' look in thy heart, and write ! ' " The following are examples of the manner in which he occasionally obeys the dictate of his muse.... | |
 | 1845 - 762 ページ
...feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes. Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite ; —...said my Muse to me, look in thy heart, and write." He did so ; and England in consequence received a precious storehouse of the most exquisite thoughts... | |
 | 1845 - 384 ページ
...feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite;—...said my Muse to me, look in thy heart, and write." He did so ; and England in consequence received a precious storehouse of the most exquisite thoughts... | |
 | 1845 - 410 ページ
...feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite ; —...said my Muse to me, look in thy heart, and write." He did so ; and England in consequence received a precious storehouse of the most exquisite thoughts... | |
 | William Gilmore Simms - 1845 - 448 ページ
...Milton, Shakspeare, Byron, Burns and Scott, and, indeed, of almost every writer who has possessed " Fool ! ' said my Muse to me,' look in thy heart and write." — Sir Philif Sidney — Aitrophel and Stella. any marked individuality of character. We state this... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 ページ
...feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, Fool...! said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write. SONNET. Because I oft, in dark abstracted guise Seem most alone in greatest company; With dearth of... | |
 | 1858 - 372 ページ
...shower upon my sun-burnt braine. But that he in vain attempted to follow in the track of others : — Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. In another place he says : — And Love doth hold my hand and make me write. Nevertheless, there are... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1860 - 412 ページ
...feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, Fool...said my Muse to me, look in thy heart, and write. II. Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot, Love gave the wound, which, while I breathe, will... | |
 | Henry Richard Fox Bourne - 1862 - 588 ページ
...feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, '...said my Muse to me, ' look in thy heart and write !'" * It is clear that Sidney did not always look simply into his heart before -writing. In his Astrophel... | |
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And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, "Fool," said my Muse to me, "look in thy heart and write. 
