Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge; With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions Volume 7

Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge; With an Introductory Essay Upon His Philosophical and Theological Opinions Volume 7

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...that heaven--Ter. O mark his eye! he hears not what you say. Ord. Yes, mark his eye! there's fascination in it! Thou saidst thou didst not know him--That is he! He comes upon me! Alv. Heal, O heal him, heaven! Ord. Nearer and nearer! and I can not stir! Will no one hear these stifled groans, and wake me? He would have died to save me, and I killed him--A husband and a father!--Ter. Some secret poison Drinks up his spirits! Ord. Let the eternal justice Prepare my punishment in the obscure world--I will not bear to live--to live--O agony! And be myself alone my own sore torment! the doors of the dungeon are broken open, and in rush Alhadra, and the band of Morescoes. Alh. Seize first that man! Alvar presses onward to defend Ordonio. Ord. Off, ruffians! I have flung away my sword. Woman, my life is thine! to thee I give it! Off! he that touches me with his hand of flesh, I'll rend his limbs asunder! I have strength With this bare arm to scatter you like ashes. Alh. My husband--Ord. Yes, I murdered him most foully. Alv. and Ter. O horrible! Alh. Why didst thou leave his children? Demon, thou should'st have sent thy dogs of hell To lap their blood. Then, then I might have hardened My soul in misery, and have had comfort. I would have stood far off, quiet though dark, And bade the race of men raise up a mourning For a deep horror of desolation, Too great to be one soul's particular lot! Brother of Zagri! let me lean upon thee. The time is not yet come for woman's anguish, I have not seen his blood--Within an hour Those little ones will crowd around and ask me, Where is our father? I shall curse thee then! Wert thou in heaven, my curse would pluck thee thence! Ter. He doth repent! See, see, I kneel to thee! 0 let him live! That aged man his father Alh....show more

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  • Paperback | 250 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 13mm | 454g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236653874
  • 9781236653871