 | Thomas Otway - 1757 - 392 Seiten
...Mifchief? Nay, mrink not, now 'tis too late, thou fhouldft have fled When thy Guilt firft had Caufe; for dire Revenge Is up, and raging for my Friend. He groans...how he groans, his Screams are in my Ears Already j fee, they've fix'd him on the Wheel, An d And now they tear him — Murder! perjur'd Senate! Murder... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1766 - 92 Seiten
...fmiling Nay, fhrink not, now 'tis too late; thou fhould'ft have fled When thy Guilt firft had Caufe ; for dire Revenge Is up, and raging for my Friend. He groans ! Hark how he groans ! hre Screams are in my Ears Already ; fee, they've fix'd him on the Wheel, And now they •tear him... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1767 - 292 Seiten
...thoufmilingmifchief! Nay, fhrink not, now 'tis too late, thou fhouldft have fled When thy guilt firft had cajife ; for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans ! Hark how he groans, his fcreams are in my ears Already; fee, they've fix'd him on the wheel, And now they tear him, — Murder... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1784 - 524 Seiten
...e< quailed,, nor perhaps ever will : ';•,:,'!• '.•> groans; Hark how he groans ! his fcreams are in my ears Already ! See, they've fix'd him on the wheel ! R 3 And And now they tear him ! — Murder ! — Perjur'd fenate ! Murder ! •• » The enthufiaftic... | |
 | Thomas Otway - 1797 - 456 Seiten
...shrink not, now 'tis too late ; " thou should'st have fled " When thy guilt first had cause ;" for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans! Hark, how he groans I his screams arc in my cars Already; see, they've fix'd him on the wheel, And now they tear him —... | |
 | John Bell - 1792 - 340 Seiten
...shrink not, now 'tis too late ; " thou should'st have fled " When thy guilt first had cause ;" for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans!...senate ! Murder — Oh ! — Hark thee, traitress, thou hast done this) Thanks to thy tears, and false persuading love. How her eyes speak! Oh, thou bewitching... | |
 | William Jones - 1795 - 446 Seiten
...Nay, fhrink not, now 'tis too late ; " thou fhould'ft have fled " When thy guilt firft had caufe;" for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans ! Hark, how he groans ! his fcreams are in my ears Already ; fee, they've fix'd him on the wheel, And now they tear him—Murder... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 460 Seiten
...Nay, shrink not, now 'tis too late , " thou should'st have fled " When thy guilt first had cause;" for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans...senate ? Murder — Oh ! — Hark thee, traitress, thou hast done thisl Thanks to thy tears, and false persuading love. How her eyes speak ! Oh, thou... | |
 | 1804 - 510 Seiten
...mischief! Nay, shrink not, now 'tis too late ; thou shouldst have fled When thy guilt first had cause ; for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans...his screams are in my ears Already ; see, they've fixed him on the wheel ! And now they tear him ! — murder ! Perjured senate !" Murder ! — Oh !... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 Seiten
...not, now 'tis too late ; thou should» have fled When thy guilt first had cause : for dire revenue Is up¿ and raging for my friend. He groans ! Hark, how he groans ! his screams are in my rars Already ; sec, they've fixed him on the wheel'. And now they tear him ! — murder ! Perjured... | |
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Where's my friend ? my friend, thou smiling mischief ! Nay, shrink not, now 'tis too late ; " thou should'st have fled " When thy guilt first had cause ;" for dire revenge Is up, and raging for my friend. He groans! 
