 | William Peter - English poetry - 1847 - 562 pages
...weight of years. (Ed. Hal is it thus? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was fore-doomed...rest Those vain predictions, worthy of our scorn. Joe. Did I not tell thee this before? (Ed. Thou didst, But terror urged me onward. Joe. Banish now... | |
 | 1861 - 922 pages
...fallen before him : Ha ! is it thus ? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was foredoomed the murderer of my father ? — (964 seq.) The unhappy pair are now ripe for ruin. From these heights of presumption they are... | |
 | Theology - 1861 - 928 pages
...fallen before him : Ha ! is it thus ? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was foredoomed the murderer of my father ? — (964 seq.) The unhappy pair are now ripe for ruin. From these heights of presumption they are... | |
 | Julian Hawthorne - Literature - 1906 - 432 pages
...weight of years. (Ed. Ha ! is it thus? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, ->r birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was fore-doomed...rest Those vain predictions, worthy of our scorn. Joe. Did I not tell thee this before? (Ed. Thou didst, But terror urged me onward. Joe. Banish now... | |
 | Delphian Society - Civilization - 1911 - 566 pages
...weight of years. CEd. Ha! is it thus? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was fore-doomed...was thus the author of his doom. Now in the grave be lies, and with him rest Those vain predictions, worthy of our scorn. Joc. Did I not tell thee this... | |
 | Delphian Society - Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1913 - 542 pages
...weight of years. (Ed. Ha ! is it thus ? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was fore-doomed...rest Those vain predictions, worthy of our scorn. Joe. Did I not tell thee this before ? (Ed. Thou didst, But terror urged me onward. Joe. Banish now... | |
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... and gone. (Ed. Died he by treason, or the chance of sickness? Cor. Slight ills dismiss the aged to their rest. (Ed. Then by disease, it seems, the monarch died. Cor. And bowed beneath a withering weight of years. (Ed. Ha ! is it thus ? Then, lady,... 