This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 Excerpt: ... Exeunt. SCENE II.--Moonlight. Enter Horace Temple and George Maler. Tern. 'Tis fair to-night. Ma. Yes, very fair above. Tern. Last night I had a wondrous dream Of Ada, and it touched me much. Ma. And what the dream? Tern. That she did die. And I did mourn for her. Yet ere she died, I found her; and she, when ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 Excerpt: ... Exeunt. SCENE II.--Moonlight. Enter Horace Temple and George Maler. Tern. 'Tis fair to-night. Ma. Yes, very fair above. Tern. Last night I had a wondrous dream Of Ada, and it touched me much. Ma. And what the dream? Tern. That she did die. And I did mourn for her. Yet ere she died, I found her; and she, when straggling, cried "God bless thee," till she died I Ma. In truth, a most Melancholy dream, If thou dost think on't 'T will come again. Tern. Oh, no! oh, no! I ne'er think on't, for I have drearned ten thousand dream?, By night and day, of blessings and of woes, And neither first or last, in real dream appeared As I did dream it: --and still we dream Until, I reck it so, old brains lose fancy's play. Yet, yet, George, 'tis hard to think our living is To die; tlo' know we that all must grow old And withered.--The eye grow cold, and glare Through constant tears!--The heart's fresh, warm blood To clot--the tint, the bloom of beauty, with The heart to pass away! 'Tis said 'tis bearable, Thinking that we, too, must be old and cracked in brain; Yet seems beyond life's glow, there is naught worth The living for--save hereafter, and we are not Eager for that! Ma. True, true; and yet. Why this pallid catch of thought? You said, To-day, you had quit this melancholy. Turn. 'T is easy said, we will;--to do doth sometimes ask Much more. We think how angels act--We act as men. Too much alloy in The composition, George. Ma. Why not think of what most affects you f Your father's friends are anxious for him, and It is reported, now, a robhery, and no loss from Overdoing business. All think--aye, know, The law doth favor him, and must reverse The unjust judgments on his lands. It cannot be long before your fortune is regained. Tern. 'Twere right--'twere just. It...
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