 | Edmund Burke - 1802 - Страниц: 880
...we e'er hope to fomr Above thefe fcene*, and rife to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas, we've forc'd lh' unwilling tear. And petrified the heart with real...us, I fear, have murder'd fleep ; His lady too with grnce will fleep and talk. Our females have been us'd at night to walk. Sometimes, indeed, fu various... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 876
...you a(k, can we e'er hope to foar Above thele fcenes, and rife to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas, we've forc'd th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart...applaufe will reap, For fome of us, I fear, have murder'd deep ; His lady too with grace will deep and talk. Our females have been us'd at night to walk. Sometimes,... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 422
...you ask, can we e'er hope to soar, Above these scenes, and rise to Tragic lore? Too oft, alas, we've forc'd th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth, a harvest of applause will itif, For some of us, I fear, have murde- j ' sleep ; His lady too with grace... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 882
...can we e'er hope to foar Above thefe fcenes, and rife to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas, we've (brc'd th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth a har»?ft of applaufe will reap, For lome of us, I fear, have murder'd fleep ; His lady too with grace... | |
 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1805 - Страниц: 416
...face have fometimes ow'd efcape, And Hounflow Heath has prov'd the worth of crape. But how, you afk, can we e'er hope to foar Above thefe fcenes, and rife...applaufe will reap, For fome of us, I fear, have murder'd deep ; His Lady, too, with grace, will fleep and talk — Our females have been us'd at night to walk.... | |
 | George Barrington - 1802 - Страниц: 592
...you ask, can we e'er hope to soar Above these scenes, and rise to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas! we've forc'd th' unwilling tear^ And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth, a harvest of applause will reap, For some of us, I fear, have murdered sleep; His lady too with grace... | |
 | John West - 1852 - Страниц: 412
...the pockets of the prigging race, George Barrington's memory must be acquitted. Too oft, alas, we're forc'd th' unwilling tear. And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth, a harvest of applause will reap. For some of us, I fear, bave murder'd sleep ; His lady, too, with grace... | |
 | Samuel Bennett - 1865 - Страниц: 710
...can we e'er hope to soar Above these scenes, and rise to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas ! we've forced th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth a harvest of applause will reap, For some of us, I fear, have murdered sleep ; His lady too with grace... | |
 | James Bonwick - 1870 - Страниц: 368
...can we e'er hope to soar Above these scenes, and rise to tragic lore ? For oft, alas ! we've forced th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth a harvest of applause will reap, For some of us, I fear, have murdered sleep ; His lady, too, with grace... | |
 | Douglas Brooke Wheelton Sladen - 1888 - Страниц: 614
...can we e'er hope to soar Above these scenes, and rise to tragic lore ? Too oft, alas ! we've forced th' unwilling tear, And petrified the heart with real fear. Macbeth a harvest of applause will reap, For some of us, I fear, have murdered sleep ; His lady, too, with grace... | |
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