 It sits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies ; a lump of lead by day, And, in my short, distracted, nightly slumbers, The hag that rides my dreams.  The British drama - Pàgina 185per British drama - 1804Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | John Dryden - 1717 - 464 pàgines
...that's the Stite of Viftorjv The conqu'ring Soldier, red With unf'clt Wounds, Salutes his General ib: but never more Shall that Sound reach my Ears. Vent. I warrant you. , •Ant. Afiittm, Actittml Oh— • Vent. It iits too near you. •<*». Here, here it lyes ; a Lump of Lead... | |
 | John Bell - 1776 - 382 pàgines
...that found reach my ears. Vent, I warrant you. 'Ant. Actium, Actium ! Ch Vent, It fits too near you. 4 Ant. Here, here it lies; a lump of lead by day ; And in my fhort, diftracted, nightly (lumbers, The hag that rides my dreams • Vent. Out with it ; give it vent.... | |
 | John Bell - 1780 - 382 pàgines
...conq'rmg foldier, red with unfelt wounds, Salutes his gen'ral fo.; but never more Shall that found reach my ears. Vent. I warrant you. Ant. Actium, Actium ! Oh— — Vent. It fits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies, a lump of lead by day, And in my fhort diftra&ed nightly... | |
 | John Bell - 1776 - 422 pàgines
...never more Shall that found reach my ears. Vent. I warrant you. Ant, Aftium, Aftium ! Oh Vent. It fits too near you. Ant, Here, here it lies; a lump of lead by day ; And in my ihort, diftradted, nightly (lumbers, The hag that rides my dreams— Pent. Out with it ; give it vent.... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1784 - 524 pàgines
...:":'>"-'r'-"-"! . ,.. ... i ... .'Aaium, Aaium, otiK . VENTlDIttS. It fits too near you. AN TO N y. Here, here, it lies ! a lump of lead by day ; And, in my fhort, diftra&ed, nightly {lumbers, The hag that rides me in my dreams ! VSN T'IDI u' s^,' -r , „... | |
 | Susanna Centlivre - 1797 - 462 pàgines
...so ; but never more lhall that sound reach my ears. Vent. I warrant you. I *atnt. Actium, A6lium I Oh — Vent. It sits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies, a lump of lead by day, And in my short distra6led nightly slumbers The hag that rides my dreams Vent. Out with it; give it vent. Ant. Urge... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 458 pàgines
...why that's the style of viftory: The conq'ring soldier, red with unfelt wounds, Salutes his gen'ral so ; but never more Shall that sound reach my ears. Vent. I warrant you. Ant. Aftium, Aftium I Oh — Vent. It sits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies, a lump of lead by day,... | |
 | 1804 - 516 pàgines
...soldier, red with unfelt wounds, Salutes his general so ; but never more Shall that sound reach my cars. Vent. I warrant you. Ant. Actium, Actium ! Oh —...Vent. Out with it; give it vent.' Ant. Urge not my sluuuc — I lost a battle. Vent. So has Julius done. ARt. Thou favourest me, and speakest not half... | |
 | 1804 - 510 pàgines
...Emperor! why that's the style of victory : The conquering soldier, red with unfelt wounds, Salutes his general so ; but never more Shall that sound reach...Here, here it lies, a lump of lead by day, And, in mv short distracted nightly slumbers, The hag, that rides my dreams Vent. Out with it ; give it vent.... | |
 | 1805 - 282 pàgines
...that's the style of victory: The couq'ring soldier, red with unfclt wounds, Salutes his gen'ral so ; hut never more Shall that sound reach my ears, Vent. I warrant you. Ant. Actinm, Actium! Oh — Vent. It sits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies, a lump of lead hy day,... | |
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