But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part,... The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... - Página 20 por Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 Visualização integral -
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