 | John Bell - 1791 - 294 стор.
...never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affeftion and complacent kindness Were all I wish'd for; but...more. Lady R. Thou dost not think so : woeful as I am, " Whose manners, language, and whose looks are strange, " Is not so horrid, nor to me so hateful, "... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1797 - 452 стор.
...my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love O Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. I Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all...more. Lady R. Thou dost not think so: woeful as I an:, AS 1. DoUGLAS. «5 I love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither go'st thou now ? Lard... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 стор.
...wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection and complacent kindness...Danish sword, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. I love Jmy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither go'st thou now > Lord R. Straight to the camp,... | |
 | 1797 - 462 стор.
...purposes my word*, I never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burnt, Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all...this land : If I should perish by the Danish sword, to* Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady R. Thou dost not think so : woeful as I am. I love... | |
 | 1804 - 486 стор.
...fancy's children bums. Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all I wished for ; but I wished in vain. Hence with the less regret my eyes behold...love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither goest thou now ? Lord R. Straight to the camp, Where every warrior on the tip-toe stands Of expectation,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 404 стор.
...wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love, Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection, and complacent kindness...so : woeful as I am, I love thy merit, and esteem your virtues. But whither go'st thou now ? Each who arrives, if he is conic to tell, The Danes are... | |
 | 1811 - 620 стор.
...complacent kindness Were all I wished for ; but I wished in vain. Hence with the less regret my eves behold The storm of war that gathers o*er this land...the more. Lady R, Thou dost not think so : woeful as 1 am, I love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither goest thou now :' Lord R. Straight to the... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 624 стор.
...eves behold The storm of war that gathers o*er this lend : If I should perish by the Danish swortl, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady R. Thou dost not think so : woeful a- . am, I love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither goest thou now ? 588 389 Where every... | |
 | James Plumptre - 1812 - 480 стор.
...wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love, Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection, and complacent kindness,...sword, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady Rand. Thou do'st not think so: woeful as lam I love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither... | |
 | John Home - 1822 - 420 стор.
...wrests to its purposes my words. I never asked of thee that ardent love, Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection and complacent kindness...sword, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady Rand. Thou dost not think so : woeful as I am, I love thy merit, and esteem thy virtues. But whither... | |
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Thy grief wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all I wish'd for ; but I wish'd in vain. Hence with the less regret my eyes... 
