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... tongue and brazen mouth , • Sound one unto the drowsy race of night ; If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessèd with a thousand wrongs ; Or if that surly spirit , Melancholy , Had baked thy blood , and made it ...
... tongue and brazen mouth , • Sound one unto the drowsy race of night ; If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessèd with a thousand wrongs ; Or if that surly spirit , Melancholy , Had baked thy blood , and made it ...
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... tongue were in the thunder's mouth ! Then with a passion would I shake the world , • And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy , Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns a modern invocation . Pand . Lady , you utter madness ...
... tongue were in the thunder's mouth ! Then with a passion would I shake the world , • And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy , Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice , Which scorns a modern invocation . Pand . Lady , you utter madness ...
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... tongue , but Hubert's . Hub . Come forth . [ Stamps . Re - enter Attendants , with a cord , irons , etc. Do as I bid you do . Arth . O , save me , Hubert , save me ! my eyes are out , Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men . Hub ...
... tongue , but Hubert's . Hub . Come forth . [ Stamps . Re - enter Attendants , with a cord , irons , etc. Do as I bid you do . Arth . O , save me , Hubert , save me ! my eyes are out , Even with the fierce looks of these bloody men . Hub ...
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... tongue . 420 Arth . Hubert , the utterance of a brace of tongues ⚫Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes : Let me not hold my tongue ; let me not , Hubert ! Or , Hubert , if you will , cut out my tongue , So I may keep mine eyes ...
... tongue . 420 Arth . Hubert , the utterance of a brace of tongues ⚫Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes : Let me not hold my tongue ; let me not , Hubert ! Or , Hubert , if you will , cut out my tongue , So I may keep mine eyes ...
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... tongues held vile to name.- Out of my sight , and never see me more ! My nobles leave me ; and my state is braved , Even at my gates , with ranks of foreign powers : Nay , in the body of this fleshly land , This kingdom , this confine ...
... tongues held vile to name.- Out of my sight , and never see me more ! My nobles leave me ; and my state is braved , Even at my gates , with ranks of foreign powers : Nay , in the body of this fleshly land , This kingdom , this confine ...
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Page 98 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 113 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
Page 103 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Page 109 - Their number last he sums. And now his heart Distends with pride, and hardening in his strength Glories...
Page 109 - Of depth immeasurable ; anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders ; such as raised To height of noblest temper heroes old Arming to battle ; and instead of rage Deliberate valour breathed, firm and unmoved With dread of death to flight or foul retreat ; Nor wanting power to mitigate and suage With solemn touches troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish, and doubt, and fear, and sorrow, and pain From mortal or immortal minds.
Page 53 - And nothing can we call our own but death ; And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 113 - The ascending pile Stood fixed her stately height, and straight the doors, Opening their brazen folds, discover, wide Within, her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement ; from the arched roof, Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.
Page 102 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Page 98 - Reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes, That witnessed huge affliction and dismay, Mixed with obdurate pride and steadfast hate. At once, as far as Angels...
Page 74 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into.