 | Owen Williams - English drama - 1828 - 926 pages
...the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Oive me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly...Thy voice — my own affrights me -with its echoes. Lean. Let us return : the horror of this place. And silence, will increase your melancholy. Aim. Il... | |
 | Hunting - 1828 - 560 pages
...tombs Anil monumental caves of death look com, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart ! 194 105 Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice— my own affrights me with its echoes.'5 The Mausoleum at Castle Howard, however, has nothing about it of a very gloomy cast. The... | |
 | George Pepper - Ireland - 1829 - 486 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:...and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me iviih its echoes." Who, with a spark of sensibility glowing in his mind, can read these lines in which... | |
 | Edinburgh encyclopaedia - 1830 - 828 pages
...aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold> And sh.oot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice;...me hear Thy voice— my own- affrights me with its echoee. W CONI, or CUNEO, frorrr the Latin citlieus, a wecW, is a large fortified town of France, and... | |
 | British theatre - 1831 - 922 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. Leon. Let us return : the horror of this place And silence, will increase your melancholy. Aim. It... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1834 - 722 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...speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own aflrighli me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1837 - 752 pages
...aching sight : the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a cbillnees to my trembling 0 a G 溲= | c w#D8" 3 < " TH nb 1 F ( $ g qm2 F Ei W G C. h mo hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment... | |
 | William Wycherley, Leigh Hunt - Bookbinders - 1840 - 782 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. Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place. And silence, will increase your melancholy. .",;..... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1840 - 742 pages
...sight ; the tomb* And monumental caves ol' death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling hean. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay,...let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with ils echoes. He who reads these lines enjoys for a moment the powers of a poet ; he feels what he remembers... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1840 - 522 pages
...aching sight: the lonihs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chiUnest? to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, aud let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes, He who reads these lines enjoys... | |
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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. 
