 | Thomas Otway - 1813 - 416 Seiten
...my reason holds ! Nay, wonder not, Monimia : the slave You thought you had secur'd within my breast, Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now he walks there like a lord at large. Man. Am I not then your wife, your lov'd Monimia ? I once was so, or I've most strangely dreamt. What... | |
 | British drama - 1824 - 834 Seiten
...Oh Mmi. Art thou not well, Castalio ' Come, lean Upon my breast, and tell me whore's thy pain. Cai. Tis here — 'tis in my head — 'tis in my heart — Tis every where : it rages like a madness, And I most wonder how my reason holds. No more, Monimia, of your sex's arts : They're useless... | |
 | Owen Williams - 1828 - 912 Seiten
...Oh — Mon. Art thou not well, Castalio? Come lean Upon my breast, and tell me where's thy pain Cas. 'Tis here — 'tis in my head— 'tis in my heart — Tis every where: it rages like a madness, And I most wonder how my reason holds. No more, Monimia, of your sex's arts: They're useless... | |
 | British theatre - 1828 - 924 Seiten
...Mon. Art lliou not well, Castalio? Come lean Upon my breast, and tell me where's thy pain Cas. 'fis here — 'tis in my head— 'tis in my heart — Tis every where: it rages like a madness, And 1 most wonder how my reason holds. No more, Monimia, of your sex's arts: They're useless... | |
 | British theatre - 1830 - 928 Seiten
...— Mon. Art thou not well, Castalio? Come lean Upon my breast, and tell me where's thy pain. Cos. T"is here — 'tis in my head — 'tis in my heart; — Tis every where : it rages like a madness, And I most wonder how my reason holds. No more, Monimia, of your sei's arts: They're useless... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1888 - 456 Seiten
...my reason holds ! Nay, wonder not, Monimia : the slave You thought you had secured within my breast Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now he walks there like a lord at large. Mon. Am I not then your wife, your loved Monimia ? I once was so, or I've most strangely dreamt. What... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1908 - 410 Seiten
...my reason holds; Nay, wonder not, Monimia; the slave no You thought you had secur'd within my breast Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now he walks there like a lord at large. Man. Am I not then your wife, your lov'd Monimia ? I once was so, or I 've most strangely dreamt. 115... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1926 - 384 Seiten
...fpeak: Art thou not well, Caftalio ? Come lean Upon my Breafts, and tell me where's thy pain. Caft. 'Tis here! 'tis in my Head; 'tis in my Heart, 'Tis...Chain, And now he walks there like a Lord at large. Man. Am I not then your Wife, your lov'd Monimia f I once was fo, or I've moft ftrangely dream't. What... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1968 - 560 Seiten
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 | Thomas Otway - 1976 - 160 Seiten
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tis in my head ; 'tis in my heart, Tis every where ; it rages like a madness ; And I most wonder how my reason holds ; Nay, wonder not, Monimia : the slave You thought you had secur'd within my breast, Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now... 
