 And 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 voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with...  The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D. - Página 197por Samuel Johnson - 1801Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 422 páginas
...terror on my aching sight ; 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 its echoes. He who reads these... | |
 | 1811 - 718 páginas
...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, Mislike me not. Bats. Phe speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice— my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. Let us return;... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1811 - 380 páginas
...terror on jny aching sight ; 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 its echoes. He who reads these... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1811 - 378 páginas
...terror on my aching sight ; 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 its echoes. He who reads these... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 páginas
...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.... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 500 páginas
...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 hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice—my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1813 - 540 páginas
...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 hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear ' Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads those... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 492 páginas
...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 me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me iritl^ it» echoes. * " ' " Не who... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1813 - 538 páginas
...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 hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads those... | |
 | Thomas Dibdin - 1815 - 450 páginas
...terror on my acliing 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 hear lliy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with iU echoes.... | |
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