 | Abraham Mills - English literature - 1851 - 616 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...me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights mo with its echoes. Lam. Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy.... | |
 | Abraham Mills - English literature - 1851 - 616 pages
...aching sight; tho 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; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice—my own affrights me with its echoes. Leon. Let us return; the horror of this place And silence... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...any one in Shakspeare. 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.. It... | |
 | Edward Young - 1854 - 116 pages
...aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. 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. Our last topic is, i®. Cfje foeal, or poetfral element.... | |
 | Charles Churchill, William Tooke - English poetry - 1854 - 386 pages
...shoot a chillness 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." s22 A part in the then revived comedy of the Pilgrim, by Beanmont and Fletcher, in the dramatis personse... | |
 | Robert Macoy - Freemasons - 1855 - 442 pages
...to dio within me. And eurth-born cares Lessen their eager grasu. Whore am 1 1 Give me thy hand, imd let me hear thy voice. Nay quickly speak to me, and let me hear thy voice : Mine own affnghts me with its very cohos." To build up man, then, worthy to become the temple, the... | |
 | Hugh Miller - England - 1857 - 448 pages
...aching sight : the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to the trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice;...quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice : my own aifrights me with its echoes." But though I felt the poetry of the edifice, so little had my Presbyterian... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 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.* Li'on. Let us return ; the horror of this place, And silence, will increase your melancholy. Aim. It... | |
 | Abraham Mills - English literature - 1858 - 608 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. Leon. Let us return ; the horror of this place And silence will increase your melancholy. Aim. It may... | |
 | A. De Puy Van Buren - Southern States - 1859 - 336 pages
...aching sight ; the tombs And monunfental 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." While here, the dead were brought in. The priest, the ceremony, the boys swinging burning incense about... | |
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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. 
