 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 páginas
...cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; 60 Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will encrease your melancholy. Aim. It may... | |
 | 1798 - 604 páginas
...a chillnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. " He who reads thofe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 714 páginas
...voice j >Ja/, quicily speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my owe affrights me with its •chocs. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feelj wlut he remembers to have felt before ; but he feels it with great increase of sensibility';... | |
 | 1810 - 566 páginas
...monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my tremb'ling heart. Give me thy h;ind, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me,...Thy voice;— my own affrights me with its echoes. Leo. Let us return, the horror of this place And silence, will increase your melancholy. Aim. It may... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 536 páginas
...a chilnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and 1st me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads thefe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 424 páginas
...a chilnefs to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly fpeak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads thefe lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 716 páginas
...cold, And shoot a chiiness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nsy, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice—...reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of » poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before ; but he feels it with great increase of sensibility;... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 páginas
...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...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place, And silence, will encrease your melancholy. Aim. It... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 páginas
...monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart Give roe thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me new Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. iron. Let us return ; the horror of this place,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 322 páginas
...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...echoes ! " He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment trie powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers to have felt before, but he feels it with great... | |
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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. 
