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" IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling light, When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker death possessed. "
The Works of Abraham Cowley - Strona 48
autor: Abraham Cowley - 1806
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Select Works of Mr. A. Cowley: In Two Volumes, Tom 1

Abraham Cowley - 1772 - Liczba stron: 264
...''. ;•"• My eyes with tears did uncommanded flowy . And on my foul hung the dull weight OF fome intolerable fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know. 2. My fweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why haft thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever,...
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Select Works of Mr. A. Cowley: In Two Volumes: with a Preface and Notes by ...

Abraham Cowley - 1777 - Liczba stron: 266
...death, poffeft. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flowj And on my foul hung the dull weight Of fome intolerable fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know* My fweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why haft thou left me thus unkindly herej Thy end for ever, and...
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The Works of the English Poets: Cowley

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - Liczba stron: 384
...fate* What bell was that ? ah me 1 too much I know. My fweet companion, and 'my gentle peer, Hvhy haft thou. left me thus unkindly here,. Thy end for ever, and my life, to moan ? O, thou haft left me aH alone ! Thy foul and body, when Death's agony Befieg'd around thy noble heart, Did...
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The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., Tom 7

English poets - 1790 - Liczba stron: 296
...death poffeft. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my foul hung the dull weight Of fome intolerable fate. What bell was that ? ah me ! too much I know, VOL. VII. K My My fweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why haft thou left me thus unkindly here. Thy...
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The Works of the British Poets, Tom 5

Robert Anderson - 1795 - Liczba stron: 740
...death poSelsM : My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my foul hung the dull weight Of fome intolerable fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know. n. My fweet Companion! and my gentle Peer! Why haft thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever,...
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The Naval Chronicle, Tom 1

James Stanier Clarke, Stephen Jones, John Jones - 1799 - Liczba stron: 640
...darkness of night closed the whole in horrid uncertainty : " It was a dismal and a fearful night ; And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate !" COWLCT. Being on deck soon after day-break, on the 6th of November, I observed a different effeft...
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The Shipwreck: A Poem

William Falconer, James Stanier Clarke - 1804 - Liczba stron: 292
...an autumnal Night closed the whole in horrid uncertainty : " It was a dismal and a fearful Night ; o And on my Soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate!" COWLKY. PAGE 64. 1. I?. But here the doubtfuL Officers dispute— This is particularly mentioned, not...
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Cowley, Denham, Milton

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - Liczba stron: 560
...hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? ah me! too muc-h I know. My swee; companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left...thus- unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life, to tnoan? O, thou hast left me all alone ! Thy soul and body, when death's ngony Bcsieg'd around thy noble...
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New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British poets ..., Tom 4

New elegant extracts - 1827 - Liczba stron: 402
...unwilling When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast, By something liker death possess'd. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight i Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? ah m'e! too much I know. My sweet companion, and my...
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Man of Two Lives: A Narrative Written by Himself

James Boaden - 1829 - Liczba stron: 340
...unwilling light, When Sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast, By something liker death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul...fate. What bell was that ?—Ah me ! too much I know. 2. My sweet companion, and my gentle Peere, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever,...
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