Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your... The Quarterly Review - الصفحة 3691871عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription : then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription : then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; 3 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here, I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 735
...branches lifeless ; done by a single winter 3, — their appearance reminded me of me and my family." 1 " Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me 1 I hear ye momently above, beneath. Crash with a frequent conflict. • * * The mists boil up around... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 735
...branches lifeless ; done by a single winter -', — their appearance reminded me of me and my family." l " Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me ! / hear ye momently above, beneath, Crush with a frequent conflict. • • * The mint* boll up around... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...spout, rain! Norrain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: Itainotyou, you elements, withunkindness; I never gave you kingdom , call'd you children , You owe me no subscription : then , let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846
...supplies a feeling to decay — And to be thus, eternally but thus, Having been otherwise ! Ye topling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come arul crush me ! I hear ye momently above, beneath, Crash with a frequent conflict; but ye pass. And... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846
...And hours — all tortured into ages — hours Which I outlive ! — Ye toppling crags of ice ! ïe avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me! 1 hear те momently above, beneath, Crash with a frequent conflictj(l) but ye pass, And only fall... | |
 | John Murray (publishers.) - 1846
...snowball and pelted Hobhouse with it." — Swiss Journal. " Ye toppling crags of ice — Ye avalanchei, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me 1 / hear ye momently above, beneath, СпиЛ with a frequent raij/li'ct ; hut ye pa», And only fell... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 827
...reminded me of me and my family." . — Sir/At Journal.] N 2 SCE.VK I. ISO ACT II. Which I outlive ! — Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches, whom a breath...down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me 1 I hear ye momently above, beneath, Crash with a frequent conflict ' ; but ye pass, And only fall... | |
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