 | John Gamble - 1826 - 374 páginas
...overflowing with its woes, it found relief in the voice that soothed, in the ear that listened to them. " The grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break." I regret I cannot tell it in her own words ; yet they would be nothing without the tones and action... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 514 páginas
...of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? Basse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I must... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1826 - 464 páginas
...that weighs upon the heart," but must rather aggravate and tighten the pressure. " Give sorrow words ; the grief that does not speak. Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break." This is perhaps the cause of our backwardness to admit a comparison between Mrs. Siddons and Palarini,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 460 páginas
...of you. Mal. Merciful heaven!— What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break 26 . Macd. My children too ? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And I... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1826 - 462 páginas
...that weighs upon the heart," but must rather aggravate and tighten the pressure. " Give sorrow words ; the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break." This is perhaps the cause of our backwardness to admit a comparison between Mrs. Siddons and Palarini,... | |
 | James Beresford - 1826 - 350 páginas
...to every faculty, or desire, but those of pouring out the gathered gall that frets within me ; — " the grief that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break." Tes. Come, then — " give sorrow words." — This is your day, Sensitive: — I, who, yon know, am... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 460 páginas
...you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! — What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break26. Macd. My children too? Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all That could be found. Macd. And... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 páginas
...you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! 50 What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Macd. My children too ? — Rosse. Wife, children, servants, all that could be found. 55 Macd. And... | |
 | Montgomery Robert Bartlett - 1828 - 426 páginas
...you\ Mai. Merciful heaven!— What'! man', ne'er pull your hat upon your brow'. Give sorrow words"; the grief that does not speak', Whispers the o'er-fraught heart', and bids it break". Mac. My children too"! Ros. fVife., children", servants^, all That could be found'. Mac. And I must... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 458 páginas
...of you. Mai. Merciful heaven ! What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; Give sorrow words : the grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. b do/—] ie Put off, do off. c latch — ] ie Lay hold of. A north country expression. d fee-Sr'tf']... | |
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Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. 
