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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... "
Poems - Page 149
by Hartley Coleridge - 1833 - 157 pages
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If I Never Get Back: A Novel

Darryl Brock - Fiction - 2007 - 424 pages
...sarcastically: "The barge she sat in, like a burnish' d throne, Burnt on the water. The poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them. ..." Then he pretended to choke, gagging and clutching at his mouth. Champion was not amused. "What's...
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Shakespeare and Music: Afterlives and Borrowings

Julie Sanders - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2007 - 232 pages
...tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them. (Antony and Cleopatra, n.ii. 197-201) In its renamed form, however, the opening number of the suite...
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