...dazzles his Roman listeners with his account. 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. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes...

...probably be wreeked. i'IIINtiSE FLOWEE-BOATS. - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne BurnM on the water. The poop was beaten gold : Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-siek with them. The oars were silver ; Whieh to the tune of flutes...

...began Chief, 'I wonder if I can remember it ... "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...

...writers. Witness Enobarbus' description of Cleopatra: 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. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes...

...luxurious fleet ever seen on a great river. CLEOPATRA 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 lovesick with them, the oars were silver Which to the tune of flutes...

...comparison in order to sec how fine prose is aichemized into great poetry (sec Appendix A). Burned on the water; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that 200 The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes...

...Enobarbus smiled. "I will tell you," he said softly. "The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, burned on the water; the poop was beaten gold, purple the sails . . ." and as he conjured up the marvellous scene, his two listeners drew close, as Rome dissolved and Cleopatra...

...Cleopatra on her galley, seducing Mark Antony: 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...

...of the queen in Act II of Shakespeare's play: 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 lovesick with them. (II. ii. 195-98) Harrison rewrites Shakespeare's pun...

...passage undergoes a miraculous transformation : 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 . . . Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many...