 | T. S. Eliot - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 300 pages
...the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver. Which to the tune...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'erpicturing that... | |
 | Timothy Morton - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 304 pages
...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...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'erpicturing that... | |
 | Marvin Rosenberg, Mary Rosenberg - Drama - 2006 - 628 pages
...beaten gold! Purple the sails!— the royal color — and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them! the oars were silver! Which to the tune...faster, As amorous of their strokes! For her own person — Enobarbus has earned an audience laugh here, by failing to find words enough, and letting his audience... | |
 | C J Ackerley - Literary Criticism - 2007 - 97 pages
...the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the sail, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune...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'erpicturing that... | |
 | Emma Smith - Literary Criticism - 2007 - 6 pages
...the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them. The oars were silver, Which to the tune...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... | |
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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 which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of... 
