 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...me your hand. How sweetly life doth run In these well-color'd veins ! how constantly This pulse doth promise" health ! But I could chide With Nature for this cunning flattery ! Forgive me. Anna. With my heart. Gio. Farewell. Anna. Will you be gone ?— — Gio. Be dark, bright... | |
 | John Ford - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 522
...but know Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorr'd. Give me your hand : how sweetly life doth run In these...how constantly These palms do promise health ! but 1 could chide With nature for this cunning flattery,—- Kiss me again, — forgive me. Ann. With my... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 508
...me your hand. How sweetly life doth run In these well-co!or'd veins ! how constantly This pulse doth promise health ! But I could chide With Nature for this cunning flattery ! Forgive me. / i Anna. With my heart. Gio. Farewell. Anna. Will you be gone ? Gio. Be dark, bright... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 682
...but know Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorr'd. Give me your hand : how sweetly life doth run In these...— forgive me. Ann. With my heart. Gio. Farewell ! Gio. Be dark, bright sun, And make this mid-day night, that thy gilt rays May not behold a deed,... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 688
...but know Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorr'd. Give me your hand : how sweetly life doth run In these...chide With nature for this cunning flattery— Kiss me again—forgive me. Ann. With my heart. Gio. Farewell! Gio. Be dark, bright sun, And make this mid-day... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 712
...loyes^that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorFd, / '; 1 ', • Give me your hand : how sweetly life doth run In these...health ! but I could chide With nature for this cunning flatteryKiss me again — forgive me. Ann. With my_heart. Gio. Farewell ! Ann. Will you be gone ? •... | |
 | 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...fill a throne Of innocence and sanctity in heaven. Pray, pray, my sister. Gio. So say I. Kiss me. — Give me your hand ; how sweetly life doth run In these...cunning flattery — Kiss me again — forgive me. Ляп. With my heart. Clio. Farewell. Ann. Will you be gone ? Gio. Be dark, bright sun, And make this... | |
 | Philip Massinger - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 758
...but know Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorr'd. l. Stand up ; the gods, who hitherto SCENE V. With nature for this cunning flattery— Kiss me again — forgive me. Ann. With my heart.... | |
 | Philip Massinger - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 756
...but know Our loves, that love will wipe away that rigour, Which would in other incests be abhorr'd. Give me your hand : how sweetly life doth run In these...These palms do promise health ! but I could chide 'TIS PITY SHE'S A WHORE. With nature for this cunning flattery — Kiss me again — forgive me. Ann.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...me your hand. How sweetly life doth run In these well-color'd veins ! how constantly This pulse doth promise health ! But I could chide With Nature for this cunning flattery ! Forgive me. Anna, With my heart. ffio. Farewell. Anna. Will you be gone 1 Gio. Be dark, bright sun,... | |
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Be dark, bright sun, And make this mid-day night, that thy gilt rays May not behold a deed will turn their splendour More sooty than the poets feign their Styx ! One other kiss, my sister ! Ann. 
