The Works of John Sheffield: Earl of Mulgrave, Marquis of Normanby, and Duke of Buckingham ...J.B. [i.e. John Barber] and sold, 1729 - 400 páginas |
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... Tears , Explains my Sighs , and thence concludes my Fears : With fad Prefages of her hopeless Case , She reads her Fate in my dejected Face ; Then feels my Torment , and neglects her own , While I am fenfible of hers alone ; Each does ...
... Tears , Explains my Sighs , and thence concludes my Fears : With fad Prefages of her hopeless Case , She reads her Fate in my dejected Face ; Then feels my Torment , and neglects her own , While I am fenfible of hers alone ; Each does ...
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... Tears , and freely take my Blood : Here let me end the Story of my Cares , My difmal Grief enough the reft declares . Judge thou by all this Mifery display'd , Whether I ought not to implore thy Aid : Thus to furvive , Reproaches on me ...
... Tears , and freely take my Blood : Here let me end the Story of my Cares , My difmal Grief enough the reft declares . Judge thou by all this Mifery display'd , Whether I ought not to implore thy Aid : Thus to furvive , Reproaches on me ...
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... , and fierce Defires , Tear my Heart to that degree , For ever fix'd on only Thec , Then all my Comfort is , I fhall Live in thy Arms , or not at all , VOL . I. E The The Reconcilement . SONG . 1OME , let us now SONGS AND VERSES . 49.
... , and fierce Defires , Tear my Heart to that degree , For ever fix'd on only Thec , Then all my Comfort is , I fhall Live in thy Arms , or not at all , VOL . I. E The The Reconcilement . SONG . 1OME , let us now SONGS AND VERSES . 49.
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... tears her golden Hair , Matchless till now , for Love , or for Defpair . Who is not mov'd while the fad Nymph complains ? Yet you now act what TASSO only feigns ; And after all our Vows , our Sighs , our Tears , My banish'd Sorrows ...
... tears her golden Hair , Matchless till now , for Love , or for Defpair . Who is not mov'd while the fad Nymph complains ? Yet you now act what TASSO only feigns ; And after all our Vows , our Sighs , our Tears , My banish'd Sorrows ...
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... were made too late , I faw my Doom came not from her , but Fate . With Pity then fhe eas'd my raging Pain , And her kind Eyes could scarce from Tears refrain : Why Why gentle Swain , faid fhe , why do you 80 SONGS AND VERSES .
... were made too late , I faw my Doom came not from her , but Fate . With Pity then fhe eas'd my raging Pain , And her kind Eyes could scarce from Tears refrain : Why Why gentle Swain , faid fhe , why do you 80 SONGS AND VERSES .
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Página 295 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 297 - O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
Página 295 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
Página 231 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 229 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Página 229 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Página 297 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Página 102 - I as wife as many of my fex : But time and you may bolder thoughts infpire ; And I, perhaps, may yield to your defire.
Página 99 - I shou'd upbraid your treachery, You make a merit of that crime to me. Yet grant you were to faithful love inclin'd, Your weary Trojans wait but for a wind. Should you prevail; while I...
Página 138 - tis a bold pretence To judgment, breeding, wit, and eloquence : Nay more ; for they muft look within, to find Thofe fecret turns of nature in the mind : Without this part, in vain would be the whole, And but a body all, without a foul.