 | Nicholas Rowe - 1720 - 398 oldal
...Cclefiial Sounds! Peace dawni upon my Sou?, And ev'ry Pain grows lefs.— — Oh ! gentle Attamam, Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, But pity me,—...excellent young Man; We had been happier .both : —Now 'tii too late. And yet my Eyes take Pleafure to behold thee, Thwart their laft dear Objea,.«MercyaHeaf'n.'... | |
 | CROWNE, Nicholas Rowe - 1720 - 398 oldal
...Cat. Celeftial Sounds! Peace dawns upon my Soul, And ev'ry Pain grows lefs. Oh ! gentle Atiunmt, Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, But pity me. Had I but early known Thy wond'rpus Worth, thou excellent young Man, We had been happier both : ——Now 'tis too late. And... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1754 - 88 oldal
...Celeftial Sounds ! Peace dawns upon my Soul, And ev'ry Pain grows lefs— — Oh ! gentle Altamont, Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, But pity me Had...And yet my Eyes take Pleafure to behold thee, Thou art their laft dear Objedt. Mercy, Heav'n ? [She diesi jilt. Cold! dead and cold ! and yet thou art... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1766 - 408 oldal
...Celeflial Sounds ! Peace dawns upon my Soul, And ev'ry Pain grows lefs Oh ! gentle Altamcnt^. Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, 'But pity me Had...And yet my Eyes take Pleafure to behold thee. Thou art their laft dear Object. Mercy, Heav'n I. . . " \Shediet.. At, TAMO NT. Cold ! dead and cold ! and... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1766 - 418 oldal
...Soul, And ev'ry Pain grows lefs Oh ! gentle Ahamontr 'Think not too hardly of nie when I'm goite,. But pity me Had I but early known Thy wond'rous Worth,...And yet my Eyes take' PleafUre to behold thee. Thou art their laft dear Objeft Mercy, Heav'h !'• [Shc dits~ ALTAMONT". Cold !' dead and cold! and yet... | |
 | 1771 - 662 oldal
...Altamont, even while the dead body of her former Lover lies before her " O, gentle Altamont ! Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, But pity me?—...thou excellent young man, We had been happier both : — but 'tis now too late, And yet my eyes take pleafure to behold thee ; Thou art their laft dear... | |
 | 1770 - 662 oldal
...former Lover lies before her " O, gentle Altamont ! Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone, But pky me — had I but early known Thy wond'rous worth,...thou excellent young man, We had been happier both: — but 'tis now too late, And yet my eyes take pleafure to behold thee ; Thou art their iaft dear... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 376 oldal
...Celestial sounds! Peace dawns upon my soul, And ev'ry pain grows less — Oh, gentle Altamont! Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone; But pity me Had...happier both Now, 'tis too late ; And yet my eyes take pleasure to behold thee; Thou art their last dear objeft Mercy, Heav'n ! ]_Ske dies. Alt. Cold ! dead,... | |
 | William Jones - 1795 - 446 oldal
...Celeftial founds! Peace dawns upon my foul, And ev'ry pain grows lefs—Oh, gentle Altamont! Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone ; But pity me Had 1 but early known Thy wond'rous worth, thow excellent young man, We had been happier both———Now,... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 oldal
...Celestial sounds ! Peace dawns upon my soul, And ev'ry pain grows less — Oh, gentle Altamont! Think not too hardly of me when I'm gone; But pity me Had...happier both Now, 'tis too late ; And yet my eyes take pleasure to behold thee; Thou art their last dear object Mercy, Heav'n ! [She dies. Alt. Cold ! dead,... | |
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tis too late ; And yet my eyes take pleasure to behold thee ; Thou art their last dear object Mercy, Heav'n ! [ Dies. 
