 | 1809 - 570 דפים
...terror on my aking sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a clullness to my tremb'ling heart. Give me thy hand, and let...voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice;—my own affrights me with its echoes. Lea. Let us return, the horror of this place And silence,... | |
 | Friedrich Bouterwek - 1810 - 500 דפים
...aking Sight; the Tombi And Monumental -Caves of Death look cold. And (boot a Chilncfs' to my Ambling 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 Echo's. b) Sotigreve'á... | |
 | 1811 - 718 דפים
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness I'll love thee as well as I can. Ore. Noble Bassanes,...: Thou wert ordain'd my plague; Heaven make me th Leon. Let us return; the horror of this place, And silence, will increase your melancholr. Aim. It... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 דפים
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy л oice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1813 - 540 דפים
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me...my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads those lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have felt before,... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 492 דפים
...terror on rny aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death lock cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and, let...and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me iritl^ it» echoes. * " ' " Не who reads these lines enjoys " for a moment the powers of a " poet... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 500 דפים
...terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a cbilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me...voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice—my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 494 דפים
...ne hear Thy voice— my own affrights me with its echoes. мои MU С " Не who reads these Hues enjoys " for a moment the powers of a " poet ; he feels what he remem" hers to have felt before, but he " feels it with great increase of " sensibility ; he recognises... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1813 - 538 דפים
...terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me...my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads those lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before,... | |
 | 1813 - 536 דפים
...monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy Rand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me,...own affrights me with its echoes,. " He who reads those lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before,... | |
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And terror on my aching s'ight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness 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... 
