English Verse Volume 4

English Verse Volume 4

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...Ordel. Only her duty, sir! T/tier. 'Tis terrible! Ordel. 'Tis so much the more noble. Thier. 'Tis full of fearful shadows. Ordel. So is sleep, sir! Or any thing that's merely ours and mortal; We were begotten Gods else; but those fears, Feeling but once the fires of nobler thoughts, Fly, like the shapes of clouds we form, to nothing. Thier.' Suppose it death! Ordel. I do. Thier. And endless parting With all we can call ours, with all our sweetness, With youth, strength, pleasure, people, time, nay, reason: For in the silent grave, no conversation, No joyful tread of friends, no voice of lovers, N o careful father's counsel, nothing's heard, Nor nothing is, but all oblivion, Dust and an endless darkness: and dare you, woman! Desire this place? Ordel. 'Tis of all sleeps the sweetest; Children begin it to us, strong men seek it, And kings from height of all their painted glories Fall like spent exhalations to this centre: And those are fools that fear it, or imagine, A few unhandsome pleasures, or life's profits, Can recompense this place; and mad that stay it, Till age blow out their lights, or rotten humours Bring them dispersed to the earth. Thier. Then you can suffer? Ordel. As willingly as say it. Thier. Martel! a wonder! Here is a woman that dares die. Yet tell me! Are you a wife? Ordel. I am, sir! T bier. And have children? She sighs and weeps. Ordel. O, none, sir! T/'zier. Dare you venture, For a poor barren praise you ne'er shall hear, To part with these sweet hopes? OrdeL With all but Heaven, And yet die full of children; he that reads me When I am ashes, is my son in wishes; And those chaste dames that keep my memory, Singing my yearly requiems, are my daughters. Thier....show more

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  • Paperback | 116 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 222g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123698188X
  • 9781236981882