 | John Fletcher - 1777 - 350 sivua
...that blefs'd day 1 never faw him more — yet ftill to this, 2 bow, as to the relicks of my faint : Each morn I drop a tear on ev'ry bead, Count all the glories of Guftavus o'er, And think I ftill behold him. Guf. Rightly thought ; For fo thou doft, my foldier. Give... | |
 | John Bell - 1778 - 374 sivua
...that blefs'd day I never faw him more — yet (till to this, I bow, as to the relicks of my faint : Each morn I drop a tear on ev'ry bead, Count all the glories of Guftavus o'er, And think I ftill behold him. Guf. Rightly thought ; For ib thou doft, my foldier. Give... | |
 | John Bell - 1778 - 364 sivua
...that blefs'd day I never faw him more — yet ftill to this, J bow, as to the relicks of my faint : Each morn I drop a tear on ev'ry bead, Count all the glories of Guftavus o'er, And think I ftill behold him. Guf. Rightly thought ; For fo thou doft, my foldier. Give... | |
 | 1797 - 436 sivua
...; My heart spoke to him, and I did such deeds As best might thank him — but from that bless'd day I never saw him more— yet still to this, I bow,...glories of Gustavus o'er, And think I still behold him. Gut. Rightly thought; For so thou dost, my soldier. Give me my arms— Off, off, ye dark disguises... | |
 | 1804 - 486 sivua
...him more Yet, still, to this I bow, as to the relicks of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er, And...Gust. Rightly thought; For so thou dost, my soldier. Give me my anna — Off, off ye dark disguises ! For I will be myself. Behold your general, Gustavus... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 sivua
...My heart spoke to him ; and I did such deeds As best might thank him — But from that blessed day I never saw him more Yet, still, to this I bow, as to the relicks of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 sivua
...My heart spoke to him ; and I did such deeds As best might thank him — But from that blessed day I never saw. him more Yet, still, to this I bow, as to the relicks of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,... | |
 | 1811 - 620 sivua
...My heart spoke to him ; and I did such deeds As best might thank him — But from that blessed day I never saw him more — Yet, still, to this I bow, as to the relicks of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 624 sivua
...My heart spoke to him ; and I did such deeds As best might thank him — But from that blessed day I never saw him more — Yet, still, to this I bow, as to the relicks of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,... | |
 | British drama - 1824 - 834 sivua
...My heart spoke to him, and I did such deeds As best might thank him. — But from that bless 'd day I never saw him more — yet still to this, I bow,...the relics of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er, And think I still behold him. Glut. Rightly thought;... | |
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But from that blessed day I never saw him more — yet still to this, I bow, as to the relics of my saint : Each morn I drop a tear on every bead, Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er, And think I still behold him. 
