 | 1867 - 878 páginas
...sure, I never shall know here. I'll tell theo л miracle ; I am not mad yet to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur ; yet I am not mad. I am acquainted with sad misery, As tho tanned galley-slave is witU his oar : Necessity makes me suffer... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 páginas
...days conference with the dead, From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here. I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet 1 am not mad... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 páginas
...sure I never shall know here. I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet 1 am not mad : I am acquainted with sad misery, As the tann'd galley-slave is with his oar ; Necessity... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 508 páginas
...days conference with the dead, From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here. I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet 1 am not mad... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1823 - 426 páginas
...days' conference with the dead : From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here: I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. TV heaven o're my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur ; yet I am not mad... | |
 | 1823 - 428 páginas
...days' conference with the dead : From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here: I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o're my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur ; yet I am not mad... | |
 | 1823 - 428 páginas
...days' conference with the dead : From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here: I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o're my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur; yet I am not mad... | |
 | John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830 - 398 páginas
...days' conference with the dead ! From them I should learn somewhat, I am sure, I never shall know here I'll tell thee a miracle; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow : Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet I am uot mad.... | |
 | John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830 - 384 páginas
...days' conference with the dead ! From them I should learn somewhat, I am sure, I never shall know here I'll tell thee a miracle; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow : Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet I am not mad.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1835 - 802 páginas
...sure I never shall know here. I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass, The earth of flaming sulphur, yet I am not mad : I am acquainted with sad misery, As the tann'd galley-slave is with his oar ; Necessity makes me... | |
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But hold some two days' conference with the dead ! From them I should learn somewhat I am sure I never shall know here. I'll tell thee a miracle ; I am not mad yet, to my cause of sorrow. 
