 And yet thy Goodness turns aside to Pity me ! Alas! There may be danger, get thee gone! Let me not pull a Ruin on thy Head ! Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rise, and all Relief is vain.  Jones's British Theatre - Сторінка 223автори: William Jones - 1795Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | CROWNE, Nicholas Rowe - 1720 - 342 стор.
...aloof, ^ л And view my Defolation from a-far5 When they pafs by, they fluke their Heads in Scorn, And cry, behold the Harlot and her End ! And yet thy...Ruin on thy Head, Leave me to die alone, for I am ЫГп Never to rife, and all Relief is vain. Bell. Yet raile thy drooping Head, for I am come To chafe... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1736 - 90 стор.
...their Heads in fcorn, And cry, Behold the H.irlot and her End ! And yet thy Goodnefs turns afide7to pity me. Alas ! There may be Danger, get thee gone ! Let me not pall a Ruin on thy head, Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rife, and all Relief is vain.... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1766 - 354 стор.
...fhall divide us— Now where are they ? 3JNE SHORS. Ah ! Bellntour, where indeed ! They Hand aloof, And view my Defolation from afar ; When they pafs...There may be Danger, get thee gone ! Let me not pull a Ruin.on thy head, Leave me to die alone, for I am. fall V Never to rife, and all Relief is vain. SSLLMOUR.... | |
 | Nicholas Rowe - 1766 - 354 стор.
...their Heads in icon;, And cry, behold the Harlot and her End ! And yet thy,Goodnefs turns afide-to pity me ! Alas ! There may be Danger, -get thee gone...I am fall'n Never to rife, and all Relief is vain. &E.LLMOUR." Yet raife" thy drooping Head : for I am coirieTo chafe away.Defpair : behold ! where yonder... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - 348 стор.
...her end I" And yet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas ! there may be danger ; get thee gone I Let me not pull a ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bd. Yet raise thy drooping head j for I am come To chase away despair.... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 стор.
...her end !'' And yet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas I there may be danger ; get thee gone 1 Let me not pull a ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bel, Yet raise thy drooping head ; for I am come To chase away despair.... | |
 | 1797 - 462 стор.
...her end !" And yet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas ! there may be danger ; get thee gone t Let me not pull a ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bel. Yet raise thy drooping head ; for I am come To chase away despair.... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 стор.
...shake their heads in scorn, And cry, behold the harlot and her end ! And vet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas ! there may be danger ; get thee...ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for I am fallen Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bel. Yet raise thy drooping head ; for I ara come ÎÎOWE.]... | |
 | 1804 - 510 стор.
...shake their heads in scorn, And cry, behold the harlot and her end ! And vet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas ! there may be danger ; get thee...ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for I am fallen Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bel. Yet raise thy drooping head ; for I am come To chase... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 стор.
...the harlot and her end ! And vet thy goodness turns aside to pity me. Alas ! there may be danaer ; get thee gone ! Let me not pull a ruin on thy head. Leave me to die alone, for 1 am fallen Never to rise, and all relief is vain. Bet. Yet mise thy drooping head ; for I am come... | |
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