 Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ?...  The Port Folio - Страница 3961810Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Richard Harris Barham - 1841 - 926 страници
...Home!—Sweet, sweet Home ! There's no place like Ho-ome ! There's no place like Home ! BISHOP. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ? Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the foul_bosom... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 страници
...so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Rase out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
 | John Snowden Hopkins - 1842 - 222 страници
...ever murm'ring winds, And gently fall ye dews, Ye beauteous and perennial blooms, 9. CANTO V . Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Rase out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the foul... | |
 | 1843 - 330 страници
...barefooted friars, there are excellent, and holy, and useful members of society." CHAPTER XXXIV. " Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased : Pluck from...sorrow ; Haze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul bosom of thai perilous stuff, Which weighs... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 страници
...so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies That keep her from her rest. Mасb. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 страници
...Not-so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with. thick-coming fancies That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
 | 1843 - 350 страници
...snow-white hand, Bright with the ring that holds her lover's hair. Wilson. TROUBLED CONSCIENCE. CANST thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul... | |
 | Thomas Bardel Brindley - 1843 - 160 страници
...madness, if not a species of it. In vain did his family and physicians try to relieve him ; they " Could not minister to a mind diseased; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some aweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the... | |
 | James Boswell - 1843 - 588 страници
...as a dying man all night." He then emphatically broke out in the words of Shakspeare, " Canst tliou not minister to a mind diseased; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuff... | |
 | James Miller - 1844 - 540 страници
...medicines prescribed by her physicians, seemed to sny, in the .strong language of Shakspeare : " Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul... | |
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