 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pages
...the GHOSTS sink, Glost. Give me a horse ! — bind up my wounds ! Have mercy, Heaven! — Ha! soft! 'twas but a •' dream ; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror! Oh, tyrant conscience!... | |
 | 1826 - 952 pages
...affectionate friend, J ASPEE SUSSEX. TUE AWFtT RIGHT. (From Hai\*it Vfavdit Autobiography.) Ha ! soft ! 'twas but a dream ; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drope of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, »nd I freeze with horror. Richard... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 60 pages
...the GHOSTS lin/c. Ghat. Give me n horse ! — bind up my woui.ds! Have mercy, Heaven ! Ha ! soft ! 'twas but a dream . But then so terrible, it shakes my soul! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror ! Oh, tyrant Conscience... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 pages
...GHOSTS tint. Glnst. Give me a horse ! — bind up my wounds ! Have mercy, Heaven ! — Ha ! soft ! 'twas but a dream; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror ! Oh, tyrant conscience... | |
 | 1826 - 1004 pages
...affectionate friend, JASPER SUSSEX. THE AWFU .SIGHT. (From Mansie Wauch's Autobiography.) Ha ! soft ! 'twas but a dream ; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror. tilchard Third.... | |
 | Mansie Wauch - 1828 - 242 pages
...minted the matter of the Rebuke from that day to this. CHAPTER XIX. i THE AWFUL NIGHT. Ha!—'twas but a dream; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul; Cold drops of sweat bang on my trembling flesh; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror. Richard the Third.... | |
 | Mansie Wauch - 1828 - 232 pages
...minted the matter of the Rebuke from that day to thfs. CHAPTER XIX. THE AWFUL NIGHT. Ha ! — 'twas bnt a dream ; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ; Cold drops of sweut hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror. Richard the Third.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 pages
...his ample tent. [K. Rich.] Give me another horse,—bind up my wounds,— Have mercy heaven!—Soft, 'twas but a dream;— But then so terrible, it shakes my soul: O coward conscience! how dost thou afflict me! What do I ftar ? myself? there's none else by; Is there... | |
 | Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1849 - 80 pages
...upon me ! — Art thou anything ? 10. Terror and Horror. Have mercy, Heaven ! — Ha ! soft! 't was but a dream ! But then so terrible, it shakes my soul! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ! My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror ! 11. Despair and... | |
 | Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1850 - 88 pages
...upon me ! — Art thou anything ? 10. Terror and Horror. Have mercy, Heaven ! — Ha ! soft ! 't was but a dream ! But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ! My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror ! 11. Despair and... | |
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Have mercy, Heaven! — Ha! soft! 'twas but a •' dream ; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul ! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh ; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror! 
