 | Dramatists, English - 1894
...shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, qnickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. 15 Joinecl \vith Congreve John Vanbrugh eudeavoured to run down the Italian opera in his new-built... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1896
...aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice;...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. Leonora — Let us return; the horror of this place. And silence, will increase your melancholy. Almeria... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1898
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. — Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy. Aim.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Wight Duff - English poetry - 1900 - 209 pages
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. " C.— THE DEBT OF 'PARADISE LOST' TO MODERN AUTHORS. There has been no lack of discussion on supposed... | |
 | Harry Thurston Peck - Literature - 1901
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. LEONORA. Let us return ; the horrors of this place, And silence, will increase your melancholy. Or... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1901
...aching sight : the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a clullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand and let me hear thy voice ; Nay — quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy votce — my own affrights me with its echoes.' ' ' ' He who reads those lines enjoys for a moment... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1902
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling < . Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy. Aim. It may... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1902
...death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear ihy Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy. Aim. It may... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1903
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. — Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy. Aim.... | |
 | Robert Naylor Whiteford - English poetry - 1903 - 432 pages
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice...Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes." Compare Scott's attitude toward the external world with that of Byron's depicted in his description... | |
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And shoot a chilness to my .trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. 
