 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.  Bell's British Theatre - Stran 31uredili: - 1797Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 536 strani
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 424 strani
...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... | |
 | 1804 - 510 strani
...look cold, And shoot a diillness 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...return ; the horror of this place, And silence, will encreuse your melancholy. Alm. It may my fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will on ; shew me Anschno's... | |
 | 1804 - 516 strani
...look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hund, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. /•rоa. Let us return ; the horror of this place, And silence, will encrease your melancholy. Alm.... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 716 strani
...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— my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of » poet ; he feels what he remembers to... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 322 strani
...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 lines enjoys for a moment trie powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 382 strani
...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...return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy, Alm. It may my fears, but cannot add to that. No, I will. op; show me Anselmo's... | |
 | William Congreve - 1808 - 412 strani
...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...return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy, Aim. It may my fears, but cannot add to that, No, I will on; show me Anselmo's... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 582 strani
...look cold, Ami shuot a chilnegs 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 enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 494 strani
...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 lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet; he feels what he remembers to have... | |
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