The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir : Seven Volumes in Three, Bind 1Hurd and Houghton, 1878 - 577 sider |
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... Elea . within ! Idon . What can this mean ? Elea . O save us ! Alas , for my poor husband ! We'll have a counting of our flocks to - morrow ; The wolf keeps festival these stormy nights : Be calm , sweet Lady , they are wassailers ...
... Elea . within ! Idon . What can this mean ? Elea . O save us ! Alas , for my poor husband ! We'll have a counting of our flocks to - morrow ; The wolf keeps festival these stormy nights : Be calm , sweet Lady , they are wassailers ...
Side 167
... Elea . What has befallen you ? Eld . I am belated , and you must know the cause . - ( Speaking low . ) That is the blood of an unhappy man . Elea . Oh ! we are undone for ever . Eld . Heaven forbid that I should lift my hand against any ...
... Elea . What has befallen you ? Eld . I am belated , and you must know the cause . - ( Speaking low . ) That is the blood of an unhappy man . Elea . Oh ! we are undone for ever . Eld . Heaven forbid that I should lift my hand against any ...
Side 168
... Elea . O that I had been by your side ! - Eld . I tell you his hands and his body were cold , how could I disturb his last moments ? he strove to turn from me , as if he wished to settle into sleep . Elea . But , for the stains of blood ...
... Elea . O that I had been by your side ! - Eld . I tell you his hands and his body were cold , how could I disturb his last moments ? he strove to turn from me , as if he wished to settle into sleep . Elea . But , for the stains of blood ...
Side 169
... Elea . And you left him alive ? Eld . Alive ! - the damps of death were upon him , - he could not have survived an hour . Elea . In the cold , cold night . Eld . ( in a savage tone . ) Ay , and his head was bare ; I suppose you would ...
... Elea . And you left him alive ? Eld . Alive ! - the damps of death were upon him , - he could not have survived an hour . Elea . In the cold , cold night . Eld . ( in a savage tone . ) Ay , and his head was bare ; I suppose you would ...
Side 170
... Elea . His daughter ! - God have mercy ( turn- ing to IDONEA . ) Idon . ( sinking down . ) Oh ! lift me up and carry me to the place . You are safe ; the whole world shall not harm you . Elea . This lady is his daughter . Eld . ( moved ...
... Elea . His daughter ! - God have mercy ( turn- ing to IDONEA . ) Idon . ( sinking down . ) Oh ! lift me up and carry me to the place . You are safe ; the whole world shall not harm you . Elea . This lady is his daughter . Eld . ( moved ...
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