...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...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...

...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...oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept strokes, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her...

...sensory, auditory, and rhythmic effects — Cleopatra's trip down the Cydnus to meet Antony: . . . the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes...beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. (Ant., II, ii, 204-7) Both passages contain oars and use the pathetic fallacy to suggest the harmony...

...jazz-music-influenced The Waste Land: I will tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the...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...

...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...

...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...