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... death , that ends my pain , But cruel she I loved in vain . The mossy fountains Murmur my trouble , And hollow mountains My groans redouble : Every nymph mourns me , Thus while I languish ; She only scorns me , Who caused my anguish ...
... death , that ends my pain , But cruel she I loved in vain . The mossy fountains Murmur my trouble , And hollow mountains My groans redouble : Every nymph mourns me , Thus while I languish ; She only scorns me , Who caused my anguish ...
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Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes John Dryden, Walter Scott. Kind is death , that ends my pain , But cruel she I loved in vain . Pleas . By these languishing eyes , and those si- magres of yours , we are given to understand , sir ...
Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes John Dryden, Walter Scott. Kind is death , that ends my pain , But cruel she I loved in vain . Pleas . By these languishing eyes , and those si- magres of yours , we are given to understand , sir ...
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... death ? I Mrs Pad . No indeed , father ; never since execu- tion - day . The night before , we lay together most lovingly in Newgate ; and the next morning he lift up his eyes , and prepared his soul with a pray- er , while one might ...
... death ? I Mrs Pad . No indeed , father ; never since execu- tion - day . The night before , we lay together most lovingly in Newgate ; and the next morning he lift up his eyes , and prepared his soul with a pray- er , while one might ...
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... death of good King Duncan ; methinks a voice says to me , -Sleep no more ; Tricksy has murdered sleep . Trick . Now I find it : You are willing to save your settlement , and are sent by some of your wise counsellors , to pick a quarrel ...
... death of good King Duncan ; methinks a voice says to me , -Sleep no more ; Tricksy has murdered sleep . Trick . Now I find it : You are willing to save your settlement , and are sent by some of your wise counsellors , to pick a quarrel ...
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... death - bed , left her to my care and disposal , besides a fortune of twelve hundred a- year ; a pretty convenience , by my faith . Wood . Beyond my hopes , if she consent . Aldo . I have taken some care of her education , and placed ...
... death - bed , left her to my care and disposal , besides a fortune of twelve hundred a- year ; a pretty convenience , by my faith . Wood . Beyond my hopes , if she consent . Aldo . I have taken some care of her education , and placed ...
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Página 258 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
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Página 223 - For time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And, with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Página 440 - Kings' titles commonly begin by force, Which time wears off, and mellows into right; So power, which, in one age, is tyranny, Is ripened, in the next, to true succession: She's in possession.