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" IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling light, When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker death possessed. "
The Works of Abraham Cowley - الصفحة 48
بواسطة Abraham Cowley - 1806
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., المجلدات 1-2

Robert Chambers - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 842
...tears did micommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight Of ?ome intolerable fate. "What boll was that ? Ah me ! too much I know* My sweet companion,...my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly nere, Thy end for ever, and my life to moan ? O thou hast left me all alone 1 Thy soul and body, when...

Englische Metrik in historischer und systematischer Entwickelung dargestellt ...

Jakob Schipper - 1888 - عدد الصفحات: 630
...By something liker death possess'd: My eyes tvith tears did uticommanded ßoiv, And on my soul hang the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? Ah me! too much I knote. Aehnlichen Bau, nämlich entsprechend der Formel J^bod^, hat Cowleys Gedicht The Wish (ib. 263)....

Memoirs of Mrs. Siddons: Interspersed with Anecdotes of Authors and Actors

James Boaden - 1893 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...German., s. XXIV. kind which oppresses more than it improves the heart. It is as Cowley expresses it — ' And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. ' A wish had been entertained to see Mr. Kemble in some play with Mrs. Siddons ; and Shakespeare's...

Memoirs of Mrs. Siddons: Interspersed with Anecdotes of Authors and Actors

James Boaden - 1893 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...German., S. XXIV. kind which oppresses more than it improves the heart. It is as Cowley expresses it— ' And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate.' A wish had been entertained to see Mr. Kemble in some play with Mrs. Siddons; and Shakespeare's King...

Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern

Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...unwilling light. When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast, By something liker death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul...Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end forever, and my life to moan ? Oh, thou hast left me all alone! Thy soul and body, where death's agony...

Treasury of Minor British Poetry: Selected and Arranged with Notes

John Churton Collins - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 504
...Still shine on me, fair suns 1 that I Still may behold though still I die. R. CRASHAW. cxv AN ELEGY MY sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou...unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life to moan ; Oh, thou hast left me all alone ! Thy soul and body when Death's agony Besieg'd around thy noble...

Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, 5 And on my soul hung the dull weight Mjr tweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, 10 Thy end for ever, and my life, to moau ? O thou hast left me all alone! Thy soul and body, when...

English Elegies

John Cann Bailey - 1900 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...unwilling light, When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast, By something liker death possessed. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul...Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? Ah me 1 too much I know. My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here,...

The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1902 - عدد الصفحات: 1118
...thou bring'st the Spring. On the 'Death of Mr. William Hcrvey TT was a dismal and a fearful night: My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul...fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know I My sweet companion and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever...

Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, المجلد 7

Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George Henry Warner - 1902 - عدد الصفحات: 640
...th' unwilling light, sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast. By something liker death possest. with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. 11 was that ? ah me! too much I know. it companion and my gentle peer, .st thou left me thus unkindly...




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