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Nor think my heart's as lightsome as my tongue ; Nor judge my soul by th ' index
of my face ; Nor place to smiles that which pertains to tears ; For I have fed on
grief this many a day ! LESTER . What horrid deed is that which thou hast done ?
Nor think my heart's as lightsome as my tongue ; Nor judge my soul by th ' index
of my face ; Nor place to smiles that which pertains to tears ; For I have fed on
grief this many a day ! LESTER . What horrid deed is that which thou hast done ?
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No ! nor pleading lips , Nor eyes half - drowned with tears , nor the memory Of her
I once adored , shall save him from my wrath ! ( Takes watch out . ) Why , this is
well . That Percy Manley , too , Who spends his gold with such a lavish hand ...
No ! nor pleading lips , Nor eyes half - drowned with tears , nor the memory Of her
I once adored , shall save him from my wrath ! ( Takes watch out . ) Why , this is
well . That Percy Manley , too , Who spends his gold with such a lavish hand ...
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Our infant days , with all their little joys ; The intertwining of our tiny arms ; Our
lightsome laughter , and our merry tears ; Forbad me to forget ! But manhood
came ! and with it - eye of fire Which loves to quench itself on beauty's cheek !
Our infant days , with all their little joys ; The intertwining of our tiny arms ; Our
lightsome laughter , and our merry tears ; Forbad me to forget ! But manhood
came ! and with it - eye of fire Which loves to quench itself on beauty's cheek !
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Hark ! No more ; —they're gone ! ( lola weeps — enter Grimes . ) GRIMES .
Whence these sounds ? Iola — MargaretWhat is all this ? These tears ! IOLA .
Dear father , I am very sad ! ( Weeps . ) GRIMES . Iola , it is foolish to shed tears !
IOLA .
Hark ! No more ; —they're gone ! ( lola weeps — enter Grimes . ) GRIMES .
Whence these sounds ? Iola — MargaretWhat is all this ? These tears ! IOLA .
Dear father , I am very sad ! ( Weeps . ) GRIMES . Iola , it is foolish to shed tears !
IOLA .
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Oh , those tears Which course the marble of thy bloodless cheeks Are to my heart
as fire ! Speak — speak ! Oh , speak ! IOLA . ' Tis past belief ; and yet not past the
truth ! LESTER . My sweetest ! IOLA . Oh , I am lost - for ever , ever , lost !
Oh , those tears Which course the marble of thy bloodless cheeks Are to my heart
as fire ! Speak — speak ! Oh , speak ! IOLA . ' Tis past belief ; and yet not past the
truth ! LESTER . My sweetest ! IOLA . Oh , I am lost - for ever , ever , lost !
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Informação bibliográfica
| Título | First Love: a Drama [in five acts, and in prose and verse]. |
| Autor | Conway Edwards |
| Editora | Sherwood, 1841 |
| Original de | Universidade de Princeton |
| Digitalizado | 20 Fev 2008 |
| Número de páginas | 79 páginas |
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