The Illustrated ByronD. Appleton & Company, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 xxix 頁
... sleep , and you well know I have not been able to sleep for more than a week . I know , ' added his lordship , ' that a man can only be a certain time without sleep , and then he must go mad , without any one being able to save him ...
... sleep , and you well know I have not been able to sleep for more than a week . I know , ' added his lordship , ' that a man can only be a certain time without sleep , and then he must go mad , without any one being able to save him ...
第 111 頁
... sleep . VI . He clasp'd her sleeping to his heart , And listened to each broken word : He hears - Why doth Prince Azo start , As if the Archangel's voice he heard ? And well he may - a deeper doom Could scarcely thunder o'er his tomb ...
... sleep . VI . He clasp'd her sleeping to his heart , And listened to each broken word : He hears - Why doth Prince Azo start , As if the Archangel's voice he heard ? And well he may - a deeper doom Could scarcely thunder o'er his tomb ...
第 437 頁
... sleep ; and sleep shuts down our lids . His lips , too , are apart ; why then he breathes ! And yet I feel it not . - His heart ! -his heart ! - Let me see , doth it beat ? methinks -- No ! -no ! This is a vision , else I am become The ...
... sleep ; and sleep shuts down our lids . His lips , too , are apart ; why then he breathes ! And yet I feel it not . - His heart ! -his heart ! - Let me see , doth it beat ? methinks -- No ! -no ! This is a vision , else I am become The ...
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