 The bitterness her tender spirit tastes of, I own myself a coward : bear my weakness, If, throwing thus my arms about thy neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bosom : Oh ! I shall drown thee with my sorrows. Pier. Burn, First burn and level Venice...  British Theatre - Pagina 25door John Bell - 1792Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Thomas Otway - 1899 - 64 pagina’s
...Ah, Pierre ! I have a heart that could have borne The roughest wrong my fortune could have done me ; But, when I think what Belvidera feels, The bitterness...neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bosom. Oh, I shall drown thee with my sorrows. PIERRE. Burn, First burn, and level Venice to thy ruin. What !... | |
 | Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 pagina’s
...manly Grief appears, Silent he wept, afham'd to fhew his Tears. Dryd. Pat. & Arc!, Bear my Weaknefs, If throwing thus my Arms about thy Neck, I play the Boy, and blubber in thy Bofom. Oiw. Vm. Prtfi Look Emperor! this is no common Dew; I have not wept thefe forty Years, but now... | |
 | Charles Gildon - 1718 - 490 pagina’s
...Dews on new-blown Rofcs lodge, By the Sun's amorous Heat to be exhal'd. Otm. Orp. Bear ray Weaknefs, If throwing thus my Arms about thy Neck, I play the Boy, and blubber in thy Bofom. (Otia. Vtn. Fref. WELCOME. Welcome as kindly Show'rs to long- parch'd Earth. ' (Dryd. Sfan.... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1757 - 350 pagina’s
...Beividera feels, The Bitternefs her tender Spirit taftes of, I own myfelf a Coward : Bear my Wc.ikncfs, If throwing thus my Arms about thy Neck, I play the Boy, and blubber in thy Bofbm. Jafreir's Expottulation afterwards is the Pi&ure of all who are partial to their own Merit,... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1767 - 292 pagina’s
...Behidera feels," The bitternefs her tender fpirit taftes of, I own myfelf a coward : bear my weaknefs, If throwing thus my arms about thy neck, I play the boy, and bubble in thy bofom. Oh ! I fhall drown thee with my forrovvs ! PIERRE. Burn ! Firft burn, and level... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1797 - 456 pagina’s
...Ah, Pierre II have a heart that could have borne The roughest wrong my fortune could have done me ; But when I think what Belvidera feels, The bitterness...sorrows. Pier. Burn, First, burn and level Venice to thy raiu. What ! starve, like beggars! brats, in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to... | |
 | William Jones - 1795 - 446 pagina’s
...Bdvidera feels, The bitternefs her tender fpirit taftes of, I own myfelf a coward : bear my weaknefs: If throwing thus my arms about thy neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bofotn. Oh ! I mall drown thee with my forrows. Pier. Burn, Firft, burn and level Venice to thy ruin.... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 460 pagina’s
...Ah, Pierre ! I have a heart that could have borne The roughest wrong my fortune could have done mej But when I think what Belvidera feels, The bitterness...neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bosom. Oh ! I shall drown thee with my sorrows. Pier. Burn, First, burn and level Venice to thy ruin. What !... | |
 | 1804 - 516 pagina’s
...Afi, Pierre! I have a heart, that could have borne The roughest wrong, my fortune could have done me; But, when I think what Belvidera feels, The bitterness...neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bosom. Oh ! I shall drown thee with my sorrows. Pier. Burn, First tram and level Venice to thy ruin ! What !... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 pagina’s
...Ah, Pierre ! I have a heart, that could have borne The roughest wrong, my fortune could have done me; But, when I think what Belvidera feels, The bitterness...thy neck, I play the boy, and blubber in thy bosom. On ! I shall drown thee with my sorrows. Pier. Burn, First bum and level Venice to thy ruin ! What... | |
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