What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not ! Then, mercy ! use thy soft, persuasive arts, And melt this stubborn spirit ! Be it known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent me hither. Francis the first, a tragedy - Strana 68podľa Frances Anne Kemble - 1832Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1832 - Počet stránok 626
...prayers I'th' dead noon o' night, when they would snore Rather than watch : but, father, I care not Even if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven...get thee hence again, foul, pand'ring priest ! By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into. I... | |
| John Davidson - 1888 - Počet stránok 266
...not, E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. F 2 GONZALES. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed...thee hence again, foul, pand'ring priest ! By heav'n ! 1 knew that cowl did cover o'er Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into, I know your... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1832 - Počet stránok 614
...the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gomales. — What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...Then get thee hence again, foul, pand'ring priest! By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into. I... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1832 - Počet stránok 618
...the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. GonzaJes. — What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...get thee hence again, foul, pand'ring priest ! By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er % Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into.... | |
| Fanny Kemble - 1833 - Počet stránok 104
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. GON. What! death and shame! alike you heed them not! Then,...known To you, my lord, the Queen hath sent me hither. BOUR. Then get thee hence again, foul, pand'ring priest! By heav'n ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1836 - Počet stránok 534
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gon. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent me hither. By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into—... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1843 - Počet stránok 524
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gon. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent me hither. By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er Some filthy secret, that the day dared not To pry into... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1844 - Počet stránok 900
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gon. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent me hither. Bour. Then get thee hence again, foul, pandering priest .' DRAMATIC AND SENTIMENTAL. 435 By heaven... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1846 - Počet stránok 540
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — T.hy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gvn. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...! Be it known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent n»e hither. ly heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er iorae filthy secret, that the day dared not... | |
| John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - Počet stránok 570
...E'en if the ugliest sound I e'er did hear — Thy raven voice — croak curses o'er my grave. Gon. What ! death and shame ! alike you heed them not !...known To you, my lord, the queen hath sent me hither. Hour. Then get thee hence again, foul, pandering priest ! By heaven ! I knew that cowl did cover o'er... | |
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