 | Francis Beaumont - 1750 - 462 Seiten
...Boy. Shall I draw it? Hen. Ye draw away my Soul then, I would live A little longer ; fpare me Heav'ns, but only To thank you for your tender love. Good Uncle,...Uncle weep not. Car. Oh my Chicken, My dear Boy what mall I lofc ? Hen. Why, a Child, That muft have died however ; had this 'fcap'd me, Fever or Famine... | |
 | 1797 - 438 Seiten
...uncle— Car. Thou shaltlive still I hope, boy. Shall I draw itf Hengo. You draw away my soul then ; I would live A little longer, (spare me, Heavens ! )...tender love ! Good uncle, Good noble uncle, weep not I Car. Oh, my chicken, My dear boy, what shall I lose ! Hengo. Why, a child, That must have died however... | |
 | 1804 - 510 Seiten
...uncle Car. Thou shalt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it ? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then ; I would live A little longer, (spare me, Heavens !)...Why, a child, That must have died however ; had this escaped me, VOL. I. Fever or famine 1 was born to die, sir. Car. But thus unblown, my boy ? Hengo.... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 Seiten
...uncle Car. Thou shall live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then; I would live A little longer, (spare me, Heavens !)...dear boy, what shall I lose ? Hengo. Why, a child, Fever or famine-I was born to die, sir. Cur. But thus unblown, my boy ? Hcngo. 1 go the straighter... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 Seiten
...uncle Cer. Thou slialt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then ; I would live A little longer, (spare me, Heavens !)...noble uncle, weep not ! Car. Oh, my chicken, My dear bov, what shall I lose ? Htngo. Why, a child, Fever or famine-I was born to die, sir. Car. But thus... | |
 | 1804 - 516 Seiten
...still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw iti Htngo. You draw away my soul, then ; I would live A little lonucr, (spare me, Heavens !) but only To thank you for your tender love ! Good uncle, Good noble unde, weep not! Car. Oh, mv chicken, My dear boy, what shall I lose? Hengo. Why, a child, That must... | |
 | John Dryden - 1808 - 486 Seiten
...• Car. Thou shalt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it ? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then. I would live A little longer ; spare me, heavens ! but...however ; had this 'scaped me. Fever or famine. I was bora to die, sir. sandra, — in her pride, her love, and her alternate schemes for saving and destroying... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808 - 478 Seiten
...— Car. Thou shall live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it J Hengo. You draw away my soul, then. I would live A little longer ; spare me, heavens ! but...dear boy, what shall I lose ! Hengo. Why, a child sandra, — in her pride, her love, and her alternate schemes for saving and destroying Clcoraenes,... | |
 | 1811 - 718 Seiten
...uncle Car. Thou shall live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it ? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then ; I Car. But thus unblown, my boy .' Hengo. I go the straighter My journey to the gods. Sure I shall know... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 Seiten
...uncle Car. Thou shall live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it ? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then ; I would live A little longer, (spare me, Heavens !)...Car. Oh, my chicken, My dear boy, what shall I lose í Hengo. Why, a child, That must have died however ; had this 'scaped me, Fever or famine — I was... | |
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Thou shalt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I draw it? Hengo. You draw away my soul, then. I would live A little longer— spare me, Heavens ! — but only To thank you for your tender love : good uncle, Good noble uncle, weep not. 
