Edwin the Fair: An Historical DramaJohn Murray, 1842 - 262 psl. |
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... bough and snoring in my ears , It so mishappened that I slid asleep . When I awoke my herd had wandered far , And far had I to follow , till , God's love ! Belated in the dusky forest's verge I found them , 2 EDWIN THE FAIR . [ ACT I.
... bough and snoring in my ears , It so mishappened that I slid asleep . When I awoke my herd had wandered far , And far had I to follow , till , God's love ! Belated in the dusky forest's verge I found them , 2 EDWIN THE FAIR . [ ACT I.
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... . FORESTER . Such howls ! What howls ? The Devil's were they , or were they Dunstan's ? SWINEHERD . Sir , I have ears unskilful to discern B 2 Betwixt the twain . They might have come from either SCENE I. ] 3 EDWIN THE FAIR .
... . FORESTER . Such howls ! What howls ? The Devil's were they , or were they Dunstan's ? SWINEHERD . Sir , I have ears unskilful to discern B 2 Betwixt the twain . They might have come from either SCENE I. ] 3 EDWIN THE FAIR .
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... ears in every chamber , And Kingston is beset by bands of theirs . ATHULF . Gramercy , Monks ! I'll thunder in a whisper , And say , God save the King ! inaudibly , That only heaven shall hear . - A truce to Kings , To Monks , to madmen ...
... ears in every chamber , And Kingston is beset by bands of theirs . ATHULF . Gramercy , Monks ! I'll thunder in a whisper , And say , God save the King ! inaudibly , That only heaven shall hear . - A truce to Kings , To Monks , to madmen ...
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... ear translate Truths else to them ineffable ? Where's Satan ? His presence , life and kingdom ? Not the air Nor bowels of the earth , nor central fires His habitat exhibits ; it is here , Here in the heart of Man . And if from hence I ...
... ear translate Truths else to them ineffable ? Where's Satan ? His presence , life and kingdom ? Not the air Nor bowels of the earth , nor central fires His habitat exhibits ; it is here , Here in the heart of Man . And if from hence I ...
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... ears that hear not , brains That apprehend not . Let their wills run riot . What other furtherance a woman's wit To such an end as this may minister , Be vigilant to use . Hark ! hist ! a Spirit ! Another and a third . They're trooping ...
... ears that hear not , brains That apprehend not . Let their wills run riot . What other furtherance a woman's wit To such an end as this may minister , Be vigilant to use . Hark ! hist ! a Spirit ! Another and a third . They're trooping ...
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Edwin the Fair An Historical Drama: and Isaac Comnenus: a Play Sir Henry Taylor Visos knygos peržiūra - 1845 |
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Accursed amongst Austin's eve BISHOP OF ROCHESTER blood BOOR Brethren BRIDFERTH bring Brother CEOLWULF CEORL CHAMBER Church CLARENBALD Court crown Cumba Dane deem DEPUTY doth DUNSTAN EADBALD Earl Athulf Earl Leolf Earl Sidroc ears ECFRID EDWIN THE FAIR ELGIVA Enter ATHULF Enter EMMA ERNWAY ETHILDA Exeunt Exit Farewell Father Fcap fear force Grace Greymalkin GRIMBALD GURMO hand HARCATHER Hark hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven HEIDA Heretoch hither holy King King's Kingston LEOFWYN look Lord Abbot Lord Archbishop Malpas marriage monasteries MORCAR night o'er PALACE pass peace pray Priest Primate QUEEN MOTHER QUEEN-MOTHER reign RICOLA round RUOLD saith Satan SCENE VII SECOND MONK Secular SENESCHAL SIGERIC smile soul speak spirit stand swine SWINEHERD sword Synod tell thee Thou art Tis true TOSTY Twas voice wisdom WULFSTAN THE WISE youth
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