...and overpowering on the flowing and erotic: The barge she sat in, like a burnish 'd throne, Burn'd on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple 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...

...Enobarbus's own soft amazements): the poop was 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 of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous...

...Aeneid had already been given. Editors of the play have remarked that its "burned" and "burnished" ("The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, / Burned on the water") recall not only the flames of Virgil's Actium but also Tasso's palace of Armida, whose gates are inscribed...

...AGR i PPA There she appeared indeed, or my reporter devised well for her. ENOBARBUS I will tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned...winds were lovesick 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...

...anthologized and appropriated, not least by TS Eliot's jazz-music-influenced The Waste Land: I will tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned...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...

...here describing Cleopatra's meeting with Antony: The barge she sat in, like a burnish 'd throne, Burnt on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the...winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept strokes, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous...

...on the river, Hurley recited sarcastically: "The barge she sat in, like a burnish' d throne, Burnt on the water. The poop was beaten gold, Purple the...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...

...astral vehicle bearing the unidentifiable, or UFO, a subject of Jung's ruminations in his last days. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned...on the water. The poop was beaten gold, Purple the sail, and so perrumed that The wind were lovesick with them . . . . . . For her own person, It beggared...

...she sat in, like a burnish' d throne, Burn'd on 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 of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous...

...perfectly lovely surprise. . . ." Chapter Thirteen The barge she sat in, life a burnisht throne, Burnt on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sic^ with them; the oars were silver, Which io the tune of flutes \ept strokf, and made The water...