The Ingoldsby Legends, Or, Mirth and MarvelsR. Bentley, 1855 |
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... o'er ! - Poor Therese was no more- She was gone ! —the last breath that she managed to draw Escaped in one half - utter'd word - ' twas " St. Foix ! " * * * * * Who can fly from himself ? Bitter cares , when you feel ' em , Are not ...
... o'er ! - Poor Therese was no more- She was gone ! —the last breath that she managed to draw Escaped in one half - utter'd word - ' twas " St. Foix ! " * * * * * Who can fly from himself ? Bitter cares , when you feel ' em , Are not ...
Page 29
... O'er some pale marble when they join their heads To kiss the falling tears each other sheds ; Oh ! may they pause ! -and think , in silent awe , He , that he reads the words , " Ci git St. Foix ! ” She , that the tombstone which her eye ...
... O'er some pale marble when they join their heads To kiss the falling tears each other sheds ; Oh ! may they pause ! -and think , in silent awe , He , that he reads the words , " Ci git St. Foix ! ” She , that the tombstone which her eye ...
Page 55
... o'er Ere a post - chaise and four Was brought round to the door , And Bassanio , though , doubtless , he thought it a bore , Gave his lady one kiss , and then started at score . But scarce in his flight Had he got out of sight Ere ...
... o'er Ere a post - chaise and four Was brought round to the door , And Bassanio , though , doubtless , he thought it a bore , Gave his lady one kiss , and then started at score . But scarce in his flight Had he got out of sight Ere ...
Page 83
... o'er ! The tragedy's done ! and we now draw a veil O'er a scene which makes outraged humanity quail ; The last fire's exhausted , and spent like a rocket , The last wretched Hebrew's burnt down in his socket ! The Barriers are open ...
... o'er ! The tragedy's done ! and we now draw a veil O'er a scene which makes outraged humanity quail ; The last fire's exhausted , and spent like a rocket , The last wretched Hebrew's burnt down in his socket ! The Barriers are open ...
Page 112
... o'er My spirit — a change of fear— That gorgeous scene I beheld no more , But deep beneath the basement floor A dungeon dark and drear ! And there was an ugly hole in the wall— For an oven too big , —for a cellar too small ! And mortar ...
... o'er My spirit — a change of fear— That gorgeous scene I beheld no more , But deep beneath the basement floor A dungeon dark and drear ! And there was an ugly hole in the wall— For an oven too big , —for a cellar too small ! And mortar ...
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