 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 832 pages
...Where fires thou findest unrakcd, and hearths un8wept, There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry. Id. 0 coward conscience how dost thou afflict me ! The lights...midnight? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. Id. Side sleeves and skirts, round underborne with a bluish tinsel. Id. These blue-veined violets whereon... | |
 | William Hogarth - 1833 - 540 pages
...C. Grignion. " ' Give me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — O coward conscience, how dost thou...— Is it not dead midnight ? Cold, fearful drops hang on my trembling flesh.' — " Such is the exclamation of Richard, and such is the disposition... | |
 | William Hogarth - 1833 - 392 pages
...me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — О coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! — The...! — Is it not dead midnight? Cold, fearful drops hang on my trembling flesh. — SUCH is the exclamation of Richard, and such is the disposition of... | |
 | William Hogarth, John Trusler, J. Hogarth, John Nichols - 1833 - 344 pages
...me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — О coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...! — Is it not dead midnight? Cold, fearful drops hang on my trembling flesh. — SUCH is the exclamation of Richard, and such is the disposition of... | |
 | George Field - 1835 - 310 pages
...PRIOR. And in the succeeding examples it is associated with black or shade, melancholy and coldness, &c. O coward Conscience ! how dost thou afflict me ! The lights burn blue ! — It is now dead midnight. — Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. SUAKSPEARE, RlCHARD... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 588 pages
...his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold, fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? Myself?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 630 pages
...his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — • Have mercy, Jesu! Soft ; I did but dream. — O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midniffht. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pages
...VOL. v. 16 K. Rich, Give me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold, fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? Myself... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pages
...of his dream. K. Rich. Give me wounds,— another horse,—bind up my Have mercy, Jesu !—Soft; I did but dream.— O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold, fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 628 pages
...dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse ! — bind up my wounds ! — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ! I did but dream. — O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight1. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself?... | |
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Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. 
