For she is dead!" Thy words do pierce my soul! Ah, sweet Theridamas! say so no more; Though she be dead, yet let me think she lives, And feed my mind that dies for want of her. Felix Holt: The Radical - Page 85by George Eliot - 1866 - 529 pagesFull view - About this book
| Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1877 - 464 pages
...lord. Tamb. ' For she is dead!' thy words do pierce my soul: Ah, sweet Theridamas, say so no more ! 126 Though she be dead, yet let me think she lives, And feed my mind that dies for want of her. Where'er her soul be, thou [To the body] shalt stay with me, Embalmed with cassia, ambergris, and myrrh,... | |
| George Eliot - 1878 - 368 pages
...man or other. I could grind my teeth at such self-satisfied minxes, who think they can tell everybody what is the correct thing, and the utmost stretch...like to see if she could be made ashamed of herself." CHAPTEE VI. Though she be dead, yet let me think she lives, And feed my mind, that dies for want of... | |
| Christopher Marlowe - 1885 - 250 pages
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| Christopher Marlowe - 1887 - 496 pages
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| Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - 408 pages
...lord. Tain}. For she is dead ! Thy words do pierce my soul ! Ah, sweet Theridamas ! say so no more ; Though she be dead, yet let me think she lives, And feed my mind that dies for want of her. Where'er her soul be, thou [To the tody} shalt stay with me, Embalmed with cassia, ambergris, and myrrh,... | |
| George Eliot - England - 1890 - 646 pages
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| William Baker - English poetry - 1895 - 152 pages
...ofyerat yvvrj. T. rl ^>TI<} ; eXefa? icapSiav SrjKTijpia' firj Srjra, firj crv Sevrepov Xe^p? raSe. 78 Though she be dead, yet let me think she lives, And feed my mind that dies for want of her. Where'er her soul be, thou [to the body] shalt stay with me, Not lapt in lead, but in a sheet of gold,... | |
| Richard Dacre Archer-Hind, Robert Drew Hicks - Classical literature - 1899 - 518 pages
...For she is dead ! Thy words do pierce my soul ! Ah, sweet Theridamas, say so no more ; Though she he dead, yet let me think she lives And feed my mind that dies for want of her. Where'er her soul be, thou [To the body] shalt stay with me, And till I die thou shalt not be interred.... | |
| George Eliot - 1900 - 300 pages
...man or other. I could grind my teeth at such self-satisfied minxes, who think they can tell everybody what is the correct thing, and the utmost stretch...will not place them on a level with the intelligent Seas. I should like to see if she could be made ashamed of herself." CHAPTER VI. " Though she be dead,... | |
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