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... windy tower ! VOICES . All thy thunders Here are harmless ! For these bells have been anointed , And baptised with holy water ! They defy our utmost power . THE BELLS . Defunctos ploro ! Pestem fugo ! Festa decoro ! LUCIFER . Shake the ...
... windy tower ! VOICES . All thy thunders Here are harmless ! For these bells have been anointed , And baptised with holy water ! They defy our utmost power . THE BELLS . Defunctos ploro ! Pestem fugo ! Festa decoro ! LUCIFER . Shake the ...
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... wind , Over field and farm and forest , Lonely homestead , darksome hamlet , Blighting all we breathe upon ! They sweep away . Organ and Gregorian Chant . CHOIR . Nocte surgentes Vigilemus omnes ! H.VIZETELLY SC Foster I. A Chamber in a ...
... wind , Over field and farm and forest , Lonely homestead , darksome hamlet , Blighting all we breathe upon ! They sweep away . Organ and Gregorian Chant . CHOIR . Nocte surgentes Vigilemus omnes ! H.VIZETELLY SC Foster I. A Chamber in a ...
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... wind , that through the corridor Just stirs the curtain , and no more , And , touching the æolian strings , Faints with the burden that it brings ! Come back ! ye friendships long departed ! That like o'erflowing streamlets started ...
... wind , that through the corridor Just stirs the curtain , and no more , And , touching the æolian strings , Faints with the burden that it brings ! Come back ! ye friendships long departed ! That like o'erflowing streamlets started ...
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... winds of summer waft At open windows through a room ! LUCIFER . Will you not taste it ? Suffice ? PRINCE HENRY . Will one draught LUCIFER . If not , you can drink more . PRINCE HENRY . Into this crystal goblet pour So much as safely I ...
... winds of summer waft At open windows through a room ! LUCIFER . Will you not taste it ? Suffice ? PRINCE HENRY . Will one draught LUCIFER . If not , you can drink more . PRINCE HENRY . Into this crystal goblet pour So much as safely I ...
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... wind between the flaws that blow ! With fiendish laughter , Hereafter , This false physician Will mock thee in thy perdition . Speak ! speak ! PRINCE HENRY . Who says that I am ill ? I am not ill ! I am not weak ! The trance , the swoon ...
... wind between the flaws that blow ! With fiendish laughter , Hereafter , This false physician Will mock thee in thy perdition . Speak ! speak ! PRINCE HENRY . Who says that I am ill ? I am not ill ! I am not weak ! The trance , the swoon ...
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The Golden Legend [A Play]. Illustr. from Designs by B. Foster and J.E. Hay Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Prévia não disponível - 2016 |
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ABBOT Abelard Angel beautiful Behold bells BIRKET FOSTER blessed breast breath chaunted child Christ church cloth coloured convent crowd dark DAVID BOGUE dead death deed deep door drink ELSIE ENGRAVINGS ON WOOD eyes face Fastrada Father fear feet FLEET STREET flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT FRIAR JOHN FRIAR PAUL garden golden GOLDEN LEGEND GOTTLIEB hand head hear heard heart heaven Heloise HENRY VIZETELLY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Herod Hirschau Hoheneck holy HUBERT ILLUSTRATED JESUS JOHN GILBERT Judas King light live look Lord LUCIFER MARY Minnesinger monks morocco mystery night o'er ODENWALD pain pardon passion pray prayers priest PRINCE HENRY rest Rhuys Saint Salern SCENE:-THE shadow shine SIEBALD singing sleep soul sound stand stone strange sweet TELLY thee thine Thou art thou hast trump of doom unto URSULA voice walls WALTER WILLIAM HARVEY wind window wine words yonder
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