The King's College Magazine, Volume 1Houlston and Hughes, 1842 - English literature |
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... Moor , MOSES . ROBBERS . The Scene is in Germany . The period of action during about two years . ACT I. SCENE I. - An Apartment in the Castle of Count Von Moor . FRANCIS and OLD MOOR . FRAN . But are you quite well , father ? You look ...
... Moor , MOSES . ROBBERS . The Scene is in Germany . The period of action during about two years . ACT I. SCENE I. - An Apartment in the Castle of Count Von Moor . FRANCIS and OLD MOOR . FRAN . But are you quite well , father ? You look ...
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... Moor hides his face . ) See , father ? I only read you the most gentle " this horrible man , shedding a thousand tears . " - Ah ! they flow , they run in streams down these compassionate cheeks . " It seems to me as though I saw already ...
... Moor hides his face . ) See , father ? I only read you the most gentle " this horrible man , shedding a thousand tears . " - Ah ! they flow , they run in streams down these compassionate cheeks . " It seems to me as though I saw already ...
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... Moor ” -no ! my poor lips shall never murder a father ! ( tears the letter ) —believe it not , father ! believe not a syllable of it . OLD M. ( weeping bitterly . ) My name ! my noble name ! FRAN . ( falls on his neck . ) Shameful ...
... Moor ” -no ! my poor lips shall never murder a father ! ( tears the letter ) —believe it not , father ! believe not a syllable of it . OLD M. ( weeping bitterly . ) My name ! my noble name ! FRAN . ( falls on his neck . ) Shameful ...
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... Moor's mouth ? these Hottentot's eyes ? Truly , I believe she has taken the most horrible of all kinds of men , and thrown them in a heap , and made me out of them . Murder and death ! Who hath given her the power to grant this to one ...
... Moor's mouth ? these Hottentot's eyes ? Truly , I believe she has taken the most horrible of all kinds of men , and thrown them in a heap , and made me out of them . Murder and death ! Who hath given her the power to grant this to one ...
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... MOOR ( reading ) . SPIEGELBERG ( drinking at a table ) . MOOR . ( laying down his book . ) I get weary of this paltry age when I read in my Plutarch of great men . SPIE . ( drinking . ) You must read Josephus . MOOR . The Promethean ...
... MOOR ( reading ) . SPIEGELBERG ( drinking at a table ) . MOOR . ( laying down his book . ) I get weary of this paltry age when I read in my Plutarch of great men . SPIE . ( drinking . ) You must read Josephus . MOOR . The Promethean ...
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Page 158 - And Jacob rent his clothes, and put sackcloth upon his loins, and mourned for his son many days. And all his sons and all his daughters rose up to comfort him; but he refused to be comforted; and he said, For I will go down into the grave unto my son mourning.
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Page 328 - Christmas eve the mass was sung : That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel...