 | Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher - 1811 - 712 pages
...it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, 'Tis not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy . The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...the sacred shrine, Your cruel mind the power divine, Pleas'd with the hearts of men, not kiue, Eitm. Now it pours down. Polyd. I like it rarely. — Lady... | |
 | Ben Jonson, John Fletcher, Francis Beaumont - 1811 - 728 pages
...it was for her I dieq. If a tear escape her eye, ' lis not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed beast, And 1 was myself the priest. Your body was the sacred shrine , Л our cruel mind the power divine, Plcas'd... | |
 | Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher - 1840 - 754 pages
...That it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, Tis not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...power divine, Pleased with hearts of men, not kine. 1', ii in. Now it pours down. Polyd. 1 like it rarely.— Lady ! Sam. How greedily she swallows up... | |
 | Francis Beaumont - 1844 - 1092 pages
...not for my memory, But thy rites ofobsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrijicld beast, And I was myself the priest. Your body was...him. Polyd. Cruel lady, Great as your beauty scornful • ! had your power But equal poise on all hearts, all hearts perish'd ; But Cupid has more shafts... | |
 | Francis Beaumont - 1851 - 720 pages
...body was the sacred shrine, Your eruel mind the power divine, Pleased with hearts of men, not kino. Eum. Now it pours down. Polyd. I like it rarely. — Lady ! Eum. How greedily she swallows up his lanPel. Her eye inhabits on him. [guage 1 Polyd. Cmel lady, Great as your beauty scornful ! had your... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1854 - 282 pages
...it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, 'Tis not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...shrine, Your cruel mind the power divine, Pleased with the hearts of men, not kine. THE WARNING Of OEPHEUS. ORPHEUS I am, come from the deeps below, To thee,... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 pages
...it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, T is not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...power divine, Pleased with hearts of men, not kine. 10 [" Tim Tiagedy of Valentinian." About 1618.] BONG. Hear, ye ladies that despise What the mighty... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 pages
...it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, T is not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...power divine, Pleased with hearts of men, not kine. 19 [" The Tragedy of Valentinian." About 1618.] SONG. Hear, ye ladies that despise What the mighty... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 526 pages
...it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye, 'T is not for my memory, But thy rites of obsequy. The altar was my loving breast, My heart the sacrificed...myself the priest. Your body was the sacred shrine, Tour cruel mind the power divine, Pleased with hearts of men, not kine. 19 [" The Tragedy of Valentinian."... | |
 | Francis Beaumont - 1862 - 732 pages
...tear escape her oye. Tie not for my memory. But thy ritee of obsequy. The altar woe my IOVÜIR brennt, My heart the sacrificed beast, And I was myself the priest. Your body was the eacred shrine. Your cruel mind the power divine. Pleased with hearts of men, not kine. Eum. Now it... | |
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Intomb'd in her for whom I die, Example of her cruelty. Tell her, if she chance to chide Me for slowness, in her pride, That it was for her I died. If a tear escape her eye^ ' Tis not for my memory But thy rites ofobsequy. 
