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" And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy Voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. "
The modern British drama - Page 518
by British drama - 1811
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The Mourning Bride: A Tragedy

William Congreve - 1753 - 82 lehte
...affrights me with its echo's. Leo. Let us return ; the horror of this place And filence will encreafe your melancholy. Aim. It may my fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will on ; fhew me Anfelmf* tomb, Lead me o'er bones and fkulls and mouldering earth Of human bodies ; for I'll...
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The mourning bride. The way of the world. The judgment of Paris. Semele ...

William Congreve - 1774 - 438 lehte
...affrights me with its Echos. Leon. Let us return ; the Horror of this Place And Silence, will encreafe your Melancholy. Aim. It may my Fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will on; fhew me Anfelmos Tomb, Lead me o'er Bones and Skulls and mould'ring Earth Of Human Bodies; for I'll...
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The lives of the most eminent English poets; with critical ..., 3. köide

Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 474 lehte
...ftiobt a chilnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voicej Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.. i • i i • He who reads thofe lines enjoys far a mo-* ment the powers of a poet; he feels what he...
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The Works of the English Poets: Prefaces

Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 278 lehte
...a chilnefs to *ny trembling heart. Give.me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my- own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads thofe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet \ he feels what he remembers to have...
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The Lives of the Most Eminent English Poets;: Prior. Congreve. Blackmore ...

Samuel Johnson - 1781 - 478 lehte
...a chilnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.. He who reads thofe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he: remembers to...
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THE MONTHLY REVIEW OR LITERARY JOURNAL

Several Hands - 1781 - 588 lehte
...a chilnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, «nd let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. * He who reads thofe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to...
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British Theatre: The mourning bride, by Mr. Congreve. 1791. Douglas, by John ...

John Bell - 1791 - 294 lehte
...cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; 60 Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice...return ; the horror of this place And silence will encrease your melancholy. Aim. It may my fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will on ; shew me Anselmo's...
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Jones's British Theatre, 2. köide

William Jones - 1795 - 446 lehte
...thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; 6:i Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice—my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place And filence will encreafe your melancholy. Lead me o'er bones and fculls, and mould'ring earth, Of human...
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Bell's British Theatre, 19. köide

John Bell - 1797 - 462 lehte
...cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; 60 Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice...return ; the horror of this place And silence will encrease your melancholy. Aim. It may my fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will on ; shew me Anselmo's...
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A New and General Biographical Dictionary: Containing an Historical and ...

1798 - 604 lehte
...a chillnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads thofe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to...
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