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14. oldal - It damps the springs of life. Oh ! bid me die, Much rather bid me die, if it be true That thou hast sworn to hate me. Sel. Let life and death Wait the decision of the bloody field ; Nor can thy fate, my conqueror, depend Upon a woman's hate. Yet, since...
45. oldal - twixt thy faith and mine : Thine bids thee lift thy dagger to my throat ; Mine .can forgive the wrong, and bid thee live.
26. oldal - Oh, unthinking fool — What if I urg'd her with the crime and danger ? If any spark from Heav'n remain unquench'd Within her breast, my breath perhaps may wake it. Could I but prosper there, I would not doubt My combat with that loud vain-glorious boaster.
59. oldal - To tell me something; — for instruction then — He teaches holy sorrow and contrition, And penitence. — Is it become "an art then? A trick that lazy, dull, luxurious gownmen Can teach us to do over? I'll no more on't: [Throwing away the Book.
17. oldal - Some sullen influence, a foe to both, Has wrought this fatal marriage to undo us. Mark but the frame and temper of our minds, How very much we differ. Ev'n this day, That fills thee with such...
28. oldal - Thro' ev'ry state of life the slaves of man ! In all the dear delightful days of youth, A rigid father dictates to our wills, And deals out pleasure with a scanty hand. To his, the tyrant husband's reign succeeds ; Proud with opinion of superior reason, He holds...
42. oldal - Weep not, my fair; but let the God of Love Laugh in thy eyes, and revel in thy heart, Kindle again his torch, and hold it high, To light us to new joys. Nor let a thought Of discord, or disquiet past, molest thee ; But to a long oblivion give tliy cares, And let us melt the present hour in bliss.
20. oldal - With such smooth looks and many a gentle word, The first fair she beguil'd her easy lord ; Too blind with love and beauty to beware, He fell unthinking in the fatal snare ; Nor could believe that such a heav'nly face Had bargain'd with the devil, to damn her wretched race.
10. oldal - Has torn thee from his side, and left him naked To the. avenging bolt, that drives upon him. Forget the name, of captive, and I wish I could as well restore that fair one's freedom, Whose loss hangs heavy on thee : yet, ere nighr, Perhaps, we may deserve thy friendship nobler; Th...
27. oldal - Damnation on thee ! thou smooth fawning talker ! Give me again my chains, that I may curse thee, And gratify my rage : or, if thou wilt Be a vain fool, and play with thy perdition, Remember I'm thy foe, and hate thee deadly.

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