 While with vain hopes our faculties we tire, We seem to sweat in ice and freeze in fire. What would I do, were this to do again? 330 I would not change my peace of conscience For all the wealth of Europe.  The Best Elizabethan Plays ... - Page 581edited by - 1895 - 609 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 614 pages
...faculties we tyre, We seemc to sweat in yce, and freeze in fire: What would I do, were this to do againe? I would not change my peace of conscience For all the wealth of Europe. She stirs ! here 'i life: [niii>e Returne (faire soule) from darknesse, and lead' Out of this sencible bell :... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 610 pages
...darknesse, and \»'Out of this sencible bell : she "s warme, >; breathes : 534 THE DUTCHESSE OF MALFY. Vpon thy pale lips I will melt my heart, To store them with fresh colour: who 's there? Some cordiall drinke. Alas ! I dare not call : So pity would destroy pity : her eye opes,... | |
 | John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830 - 398 pages
...faculties we tire, We seem to sweat in ice and freeze in fire. What would I do, were this to do again ? I would not change my peace of conscience For all...darkness, and lead mine Out of this sensible hell : — she'swarm, she breathes: — Upon thy pale lips I will melt my heart, To store them with fresh... | |
 | Samuel Astley Dunham - 1837 - 418 pages
...faculties we tire, We seem to sweat in ice and freeze in fire. What would I do, were this to do again ? I would not change my peace of conscience For all the wealth of Europe. She-stirs ; here 's life : — Return, fair soul, from darkness, and lead mine Out of this sensible... | |
 | Robert Folkestone Williams - 1839 - 320 pages
...a monster they can make of it. Such methinks are entitled to no manner of consideration. CHAPTER XL She stirs ! Here's life ! Return fair soul from darkness...with fresh colour. Who's there ? Some cordial drink! Her eye opes, And Heaven in it seems to ope, that late was shut To take me up to mercy. WEBSTER. Corbaccio.... | |
 | Robert Folkestone Williams - 1839 - 946 pages
...it. Such methinks are entitled to no manner of consideration. CHAPTER XI. She stirs ! Here's life I Return fair soul from darkness and lead mine Out of...sensible hell. She's warm ; she breathes ! Upon thy pule lips I will melt my heart, To store them with fresh colour. Who's there ? Some cordial drink !... | |
 | Robert Folkestone Williams - 1840 - 218 pages
...monster they can make of it. Such methinks are entitled to no manner of consideration. CHAPTER XI. She stirs ! Here's life ! Return fair soul from darkness...lips I will melt my heart, To store them with fresh color. Who's there ? Some cordial drink ! And Heaven in it seems to ope, that late was shut To take... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 844 pages
...fire ; What would I do, were this to do again i I would not change my peace of conscience Forallthe receive him :/ i Some cordial drink ! Alas, I dare not call : So pity would destroy pity. Her eye opes, And heaven... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1844 - 846 pages
...in fire ; What would I do, were this to do again ? I would not change my peace of conscience Forall the wealth of Europe. She stirs ! here's life ! Return,...heart, To store them with fresh colour. Who's there I Sume cordial drink ! Alas, I dare not call : So pity would destroy pity. Her eye opes, And heaven... | |
 | Robert Folkestone Williams - 1847 - 284 pages
...monster they can make of it. Such methinks are entitled to no manner of consideration. CHAPTER XXXVI. She stirs ! Here's life ! Return fair soul from darkness and lead mine Oat of this sensible hell. She's warm ; she breathes ! Upon thy pale lips I will melt my heart, To... | |
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