Mercy ! I know it not — for I am miserable. I'll give thee Misery, for here She dwells ; This is her House, where the Sun never dawns, The Bird of Night sits screaming o'er the Roof, Grim Spectres sweep along the horrid Gloom, And nought is heard but... Tamerlane: A Tragedy in Five Acts - Seite 53von John Hughes, Nicholas Rowe, Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 61 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| 1895 - 768 Seiten
...centre of all miseries : What wander from me, leave their proper places. Crown, Dariut. I'D give thee misery, for here she dwells ; This is her house, where...screaming o'er the roof: Grim spectres sweep along the liorrid gloom, And nought is heard but waitings and lamentings. Some. MISFOETTJNE— tee Sorrow. What... | |
| Nicholas Rowe - 1907 - 322 Seiten
...thee ? J. Sb. Oh ! for mercy \n° Alic. Mercy ! I know it not — for I am miserable. I 'll give thee misery, for here she dwells ; This is her house, where...roof, Grim spectres sweep along the horrid gloom, »35 And nought is heard but wailings and lamentings. Hark ! something cracks above ! it shakes, it... | |
| Nicholas Rowe - 1907 - 318 Seiten
...? J. Sh. Oh ! for mercy ! *3<> Alic. Mercy ! I know it not — for I am miserable. I '11 give thee misery, for here she dwells ; This is her house, where...roof, Grim spectres sweep along the horrid gloom, 235 And nought is heard but wailings and lamentings. Hark ! something cracks above ! it shakes, it... | |
| Willy Budig - 1908 - 126 Seiten
...antwortet Alicia: Mercy! I know it not — for I am miserable. I'll give thee Misery, for here she clwells; This is her House, where the Sun never dawns, The...Gloom, And nought is heard but Wailings and Lamentings. In ihrem Wahn sieht sie den blutigen Leichnam Hastings' vor sich, welcher ihr zuwinkt zu folgen. Sie... | |
| David Harrison Stevens - 1923 - 938 Seiten
...thee? JANE SHORE. Oh, for mercy! ALICIA. Mercy? I know it not — for I am miserable. I'll give thee misery, for here she dwells. This is her house, where...dawns; The bird of night sits screaming o'er the roof, 234 Grim spectres sweep along the horrid gloom, And nought is heard but wailings and lamentings. Hark!... | |
| Jeffrey Kahan - 2004 - 408 Seiten
...mercy! Alic. Mercy? I know it not, for I am miserable. I'll give thee misery, for here she dwells: 200 This is her house, where the sun never dawns, The bird of night sits screaming o'er the roof, Grim specters sweep along the horrid gloom, And nought is heard but wailings and lamentings. Hark! Something... | |
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