 Heap heavier still the fetters; bar closer still the grate; Patient as sheep we yield us up unto your cruel hate. But, by the Shades beneath us, and by the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love!  Bentley's Miscellany - Page 3881848Full view - About this book
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - 626 pages
...And store of rods for free-bora backs, and holes for free-born feet. Heap heavier still the fetters j bar closer still the grate ; Patient as sheep we yield...the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love! Have ye not graceful Indies, whose spotless lineage springs From Consuls, and... | |
 | 1842 - 416 pages
...freezes ; no air in dog-star heat ; And store of rods for free-born backs, and holes for free-born feet. Heap heavier still the fetters ; bar closer still...the gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love I Have ye not graceful ladies, whose spotless lineage springs From Consuls, and... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - 624 pages
...freezes ; no air in dog-star heat ; And store of rods for free-born backs, and holes fot free-bom feet. Heap heavier still the fetters ; bar closer still...the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love ! Have ye not graceful ladies, whose spotless lineage springs From Consuls, and... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - 142 pages
...freezes; no air in dog-star heat; And store of rods for free-born backs, and holes for free-born feet. Heap heavier still the fetters; bar closer still the...the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love! Have ye not graceful ladies, whose spotless linkage springs From Consuls, and... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - 438 pages
...freezes; no air in dog-star heat; And store of rods for free-born backs, and holes for free-born feet. Heap heavier still the fetters; bar closer still the...the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love! Have ye not graceful ladies, whose spotless lineage springs From Consuls, and... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 pages
...freezes ; no air in dog-star heat ; And store of rods for freeborn backs, and stocks for freeborn feet. Heap heavier still the fetters ; bar closer still...sheep we yield us up unto your cruel hate, But, by the shade beneath us, and by the gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love ! Have... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1848 - 692 pages
...the * I cannot forbear quoting Macaulay's beautiful lines, where he describes how similar outrages iu the early times of Rome goaded the Plebeians to rise...not unto your cruel hate your still more cruel love. * * • • * Then leave the poor 1'lebeiau his single tie to life — The sweet, sweet love of daughter,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 602 pages
...but on arriving at the tract beII1U.Í fVJUl V 1 1ЛЧ.1 J1U11-. JVM11 Г-illl J11UI1 VI HI i * love. sheep we yield us up unto your cruel hate. But by the shades beneath us, above, Add not unto your cruel hate your still more cruel tween-tho curve of the up-or part of tbat... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 pages
...freezes ; no air in day-star heat ; And store of rods for free-born backs, and holes for free-born feet.' Heap heavier still the fetters ; bar closer still...the Gods above, Add not unto your cruel hate your yet more cruel love ! Have ye not graceful Ladies, whose spotless lineage springs From Consuls and... | |
 | Vae - 1850 - 112 pages
...colejusticiam, teque atque alias manet vltor. VI OTIS. ' Heap heavier still the fetters, bar closer yet the grate. ' Patient as sheep we yield us up, unto...the Gods above, ' Add not unto your cruel hate, your yet more cruel Love." MACAULAY'S LAYS. IIS night — from Indra's sacred stream Unnumbered stars reflected... | |
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