 A sterile fortune and a barren bed Attend you both : continual discord make Your days and nights bitter, and grievous still ! May the hard hand of a vexatious need Oppress and grind you ; till at last you find The curse of disobedience all your portion.  Jones's British Theatre - Stran 15avtor: William Jones - 1795Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Thomas Otway - 1899 - 64 strani
...PRIULI. You stole her from me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night ; that cursed hour you chose To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all your joys in her prove false, like mine ! A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1757 - 392 strani
...me with herfelf. •-.- -•-• •*• . p RIU'LI. You ftole her from me ; like a Thief you ftole her At dead of Night ; that curfed Hour you chofe...your Joys in her prove falfe like mine; ' • > A rleril Fortune, and a barren Bed, Attend you both; continual Difcord make Your Days and Nights bitter... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1767 - 292 strani
...'Till for her life fhe paid me; with herfelf. PRIULI. You ftole her from me ; like a thief you ftole her At dead of night ; that curfed hour you chofe...continual difcord make Your days and nights bitter and grierous : ftill May the hard hand of a vexatious need Opprefs, and grind you ; 'till at laft you find... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 strani
...for her life, fhe paid me with herftlf. D d 2 Pri. You ftole her from me ; life a thief, you ftole her At dead of night : that curfed hour you chofe...May all your joys in her prove falfe like mine ; A fleril fortune and continual difcord make Your days and nights bitter and grievous ftill : May fhe... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1797 - 456 strani
...Pri. You stole her from me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night! that cursed hour you chose To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all your joys in her prove false, like mine ; A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
 | John Bell - 1792 - 340 strani
...Pri. You stole her from me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night! that cursed hour you chose To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all your joys in her prove false, like mine ; A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
 | James Burgh - 1792 - 410 strani
...gsn'rous love. Pr. You y?e/f her from me, like a thief you ftole her, At dead of night. That «/;/(?«/ hour you chofe To rifle me of all my heart held dear. But may your joy in her provtfaJfe as ;»;'»*. May the &<zn/ ^a;;^ of pinching poverty Opprejs and... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 460 strani
...Pri. You stole her from mej like a thief you stole her, At dead of night ! that cursed hour you chose To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all your joys in her prove false, like mine , A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 strani
...You stole her from me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night ! that cursed hiur you chose, To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all yo'ur joys in her prove false, like mine ; A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
 | 1804 - 516 strani
...You stole her from me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night ! that cursed Ivmr you chose, To rifle me of all my heart held dear. May all your joys in her prove false, like mine ; A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both ; continual discord make Your... | |
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