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... tell us that it is , for it hath a beginning , a middle , and an end . These elements most humbly do we submit to the close attention of the student of the human mind . At the beginning was a Prologue , written in the harmony of a ...
... tell us that it is , for it hath a beginning , a middle , and an end . These elements most humbly do we submit to the close attention of the student of the human mind . At the beginning was a Prologue , written in the harmony of a ...
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... tell her I was there , lest she should send me away . O Master Edward , thou wilt save her ! " Edward pressed the honest Cicely's hand . " I will end this trouble , " said he ; fear not - remain here while I go to set the imprisoned ...
... tell her I was there , lest she should send me away . O Master Edward , thou wilt save her ! " Edward pressed the honest Cicely's hand . " I will end this trouble , " said he ; fear not - remain here while I go to set the imprisoned ...
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... tell her of affection pure as mine then was ! Oh , but for one such hour , — that it may be our last ! Alas ! alas ! why did we not perish then , ere all the years of sin and misery commenced ? " " This is folly ! " said Andrew ...
... tell her of affection pure as mine then was ! Oh , but for one such hour , — that it may be our last ! Alas ! alas ! why did we not perish then , ere all the years of sin and misery commenced ? " " This is folly ! " said Andrew ...
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... tell where they keep the Arab mares and foals ; the bleat of sheep , the bark of dogs heard in the distance , tell that , beyond where we can see , still life exists . Hear ye that noise so shrill and trumpet - like ? -it comes from ...
... tell where they keep the Arab mares and foals ; the bleat of sheep , the bark of dogs heard in the distance , tell that , beyond where we can see , still life exists . Hear ye that noise so shrill and trumpet - like ? -it comes from ...
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... tell , ' tis not the origin Of this your sorrow . VULC . Would it were not mine ! KRAT . Ay ! nought will please , but ' mid the gods to reign Supreme : -but Jove alone from toil is free . VULC . ' Tis but too true . KRAT . Thy prisoner ...
... tell , ' tis not the origin Of this your sorrow . VULC . Would it were not mine ! KRAT . Ay ! nought will please , but ' mid the gods to reign Supreme : -but Jove alone from toil is free . VULC . ' Tis but too true . KRAT . Thy prisoner ...
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angel appear APPIANI art thou Banquo beautiful beneath Carnwood character child Cicely CLAUDIA Curts dark dear death dream earth Edward Ellerton EMILIA Emilia Galotti eyes father fear feel flowers Galotti gaze genius glorious glory Gotthold Ephraim Lessing grave Guastalla Hamlet hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heringford honour hope hour human Ignatius Loyola Jessamine Jove Kate Westrill king King's College lady Lisette live look Lord Marinelli Mat Maybird MEDON mind morning mother nature never night noble Novalis o'er ODOARDO once passage passed Pergolese poet present PRINCE PROMETH reader replied rose Sabionetta scene SCHN seemed Shakspeare Silvan Simon Byre Sir Richard sleep smile sorrow soul Spenton spirit stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Vermont voice wandered weeping Willie Bats words young
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Страница 192 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Страница 253 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Страница 299 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Страница 252 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Страница 301 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Страница 480 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Страница 297 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Страница 191 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Страница 230 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Страница 479 - Is man no more than this ? Consider him well : Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume : — Ha ! here's three...