 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1822 - 392 страници
...triumph I will frame; My storie's simple truth, if ought remaine, Enrich my legend with thy sacred veine. The sad discourse of my untimely fall, O tragique...My, my laments shall make thee write in teares, If, 'inong thy scrolles of antique majestie Thou deigne to place a Prelate's tragedie. Perchance, the tenor... | |
 | 1880 - 174 страници
...triumph I will frame My stories simple truth, if ought romaine Enrich my legend with thy sacred veiue. The sad discourse of my untimely fall (O tragique...of feares, My, my laments shall make thee write in tearos, If 'mong thy scrolles of antique maiestio, Thou deigne to place a Prelates tragedie. Perchanee... | |
 | 1880 - 168 страници
...of my untimely fall (0 trngique Muse) shall pierce thy sullen euros 3Ie!pomeue, though nothing ean apall Thy heart obdurate in contempt of feares, My,...write in teares, If 'mong thy scrolles of antique maiestie, Thou doigne to place a Prelates tragedie. Perchanee the tenor of thy mourning verso May lead... | |
 | Thomas Corser - 1880 - 170 страници
...discourse of my untimely fall (0 tragique Muse) shall pieree thy sullen eares Melpomene, though nothing ean apall Thy heart obdurate in contempt of feares, My,...laments shall make thee write in teares, If 'mong thy serolles of antique maiestie, Thou deigne to place a Prelates tragedie. Perehanee the tenor of thy... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1880 - 388 страници
...redeemer of dark centuries of shame."] THOMAS WOLSEY, CARDINAL AND AKCHBISHOP OF YOEK. AD 1471-1530. I. " The sad discourse of my untimely fall, O tragique Muse, shall pierce thy sullen eares, . . . My, my laments shall make thee write in teares, If, 'mong thy scrollea of antique majestie, Thou... | |
 | Waldo Hilary Dunn - 1916 - 354 страници
...will frame; My stone's simple truth, if ought remaine, Enrich my legend with thy sacred veine. " ' The sad discourse of my untimely fall, O tragique Muse, shall pierce thy sullen eares, Melpomene I though nothing can apall Thy heart, obdurate in contempt of f eares; My, my laments shall make thee... | |
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The sad discourse of my untimely fall, O tragique Muse, shall pierce thy sullen eares, Melpomene ! though nothing can apall Thy heart, obdurate in contempt of feares ; My, my laments shall make thee write in teares, If, 'mong thy scrolles of antique majestie... 