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... Saib . Saw you no one ? Has . A troop of horsemen passed me as I left the wood . Saib . Horsemen , say you ? then Kenrick may be right . Earl Percy has discovered Angela's abode , and lurks near the castle in hopes of carrying her off ...
... Saib . Saw you no one ? Has . A troop of horsemen passed me as I left the wood . Saib . Horsemen , say you ? then Kenrick may be right . Earl Percy has discovered Angela's abode , and lurks near the castle in hopes of carrying her off ...
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... Saib . But as she still believes Percy to be a low - born swain , when Osmond lays his coronet at her feet will she reject his rank and splendour ? Has . If she loves well , she will , Saib . I too have loved ! I have known how painful ...
... Saib . But as she still believes Percy to be a low - born swain , when Osmond lays his coronet at her feet will she reject his rank and splendour ? Has . If she loves well , she will , Saib . I too have loved ! I have known how painful ...
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... Saib and Hassan . ) Saib . How violently he trembles . What can this mean ? Hassan . Speak , my lord ! Do you not know us ? Osm . Ha ! whose voice ! Hassan ? and Saib , too , here ? Oh ! was it then but a dream ? Did I not hear those ...
... Saib and Hassan . ) Saib . How violently he trembles . What can this mean ? Hassan . Speak , my lord ! Do you not know us ? Osm . Ha ! whose voice ! Hassan ? and Saib , too , here ? Oh ! was it then but a dream ? Did I not hear those ...
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... Saib & Has . Evelina ! Osm . Such as she sank at my feet expiring , while my hand grasped the dagger crimsoned with her blood ! " We meet again this night , " murmured her hollow voice ! " Now rush to my arms - but first see what you ...
... Saib & Has . Evelina ! Osm . Such as she sank at my feet expiring , while my hand grasped the dagger crimsoned with her blood ! " We meet again this night , " murmured her hollow voice ! " Now rush to my arms - but first see what you ...
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... Saib , and watch me while I sleep . Then , if you see my limbs convulsed , my teeth clenched , my hair bristling , and cold dews trembling on my brow , seize me - rouse me - snatch me from my bed ! -I must not sleep again - oh ! how I ...
... Saib , and watch me while I sleep . Then , if you see my limbs convulsed , my teeth clenched , my hair bristling , and cold dews trembling on my brow , seize me - rouse me - snatch me from my bed ! -I must not sleep again - oh ! how I ...
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The reciter's companion; comprising the most popular recitations, comic ... Reciter Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1848 |
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Sida 148 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an houourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Sida 150 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Sida 148 - Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason...
Sida 237 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known...
Sida 163 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
Sida 237 - And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head.
Sida 202 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.
Sida 209 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Sida 206 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Sida 238 - Can well recall what then it heard. Where is thy native, simple heart, Devote to Virtue, Fancy, Art ? Arise, as in that elder time, Warm...