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" By my strong grief, my heart even melts within me; I could curse nature, and that tyrant honour, For making me thy father and thy judge ; Thou art my daughter still. "
Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical ... - Seite 42
1826
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The British Drama: Illustrated, Band 2

1864 - 332 Seiten
...Calixta, in your heart? Set. Oh ! when I think what pleasure I took hi thee, What joys thou gav'et me in thy prattling infancy. Thy sprightly wit, and...fed my eyes upon thee, Then, lifting up my hands and wond'ring bless'd thee; By my strong grief, my hfiart even melts within rae; I could cnrse nature,...
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The British Drama: Illustrated, Band 1

1869 - 338 Seiten
...Calbta, in your heart? Sei. Oh ! when I think what pleasure I took in thee, What joys thou frav'st me in thy prattling infancy. Thy sprightly wit, and early blooming beauty; How have I stood and fed шу eyes upon thee, Then, lifting up шу hands and woud'ring bless'd1 thee; By my strong grief, my...
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The Fair Penitent and Jane Shore

Nicholas Rowe - 1907 - 318 Seiten
...remain of love and tenderness \ For poor, undone Calista, in your heart ? 115 What joys thou gav'st me in thy prattling infancy, Thy sprightly wit, and...; How have I stood and fed my eyes upon thee, Then lifted up my hands, and wond'ring, blest thee ; ,20 By my strong grief, my heart ev'n melts within...
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The Fair Penitent: And Jane Shore

Nicholas Rowe - 1907 - 322 Seiten
...Calista, in your heart ? 115 Sei. Oh ! when I think what pleasure I took in thee, What joys thou gav'st me in thy prattling infancy, Thy sprightly wit, and...; How have I stood and fed my eyes upon thee, Then lifted up my hands, and wond'ring, blest thee; 120 By my strong grief, my heart ev'n melts within me,...
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Nicholas Rowe als Dramatiker

Alfred Behrend - 1907 - 76 Seiten
...Jugend Calista's zurückruft : Oh! wben I think what Pleasure I took in thee, What Joys thou gav'st me in thy prattling Infancy, Thy sprightly Wit, and early blooming Beauty, How I have slood. and fcd my Eyes upon thee, Then lifted up my Hands, and wond'ring blest thee; By my strong...
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