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Page 175 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Page 58 - What are these, So withered, and so wild in their attire; That look not like the inhabitants o
Page 46 - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death. To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle.
Page 163 - Would it were done ! There is a busy something here, That foolish custom has made terrible, To the intent of evil deeds ? and nature too, As if she knew me womanish and weak, Tugs at my heart-strings with complaining cries, To talk me from my purpose — And then the thought...
Page 51 - I'll make a garland of thy hair Shall bind my heart for evermair Until the day I die. O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says, "Haste and come to me!
Page 137 - My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well; I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul: Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Page 38 - Tis true. But at his years Death gives short notice — Drooping nature then, Without a gust of pain to shake it, falls. His death, my daughter, was that happy period Which few attain. The duties of his day Were all discharg'd, " and gratefully enjoy'd
Page 67 - WHEN through life unblest we rove, Losing all that made life dear, Should some notes we used to love, In days of boyhood, meet our ear. Oh ! how welcome breathes the strain ! Wakening thoughts that long have slept ! Kindling former smiles again In faded eyes that long have wept.
Page 147 - Not far from hence doth dwell A cunning man, hight Sidrophel, That deals in destiny's dark counsels, And sage opinions of the moon sells ; To whom all people, far and near, On deep importances repair ; When brass and pewter hap to stray, And linen slinks out of the way ; When geese and pullen are seduced, And sows of sucking-pigs are chowsed ; When, cattle feel indisposition, And need the...
Page 30 - His bus'ness was to pump and wheedle, And men with their own keys unriddle, To make them to themselves give answers, For which they pay the necromancers ; To fetch and carry intelligence, Of whom, and what, and where, and whence, And all discoveries disperse Among th...