 I've slept With mine eyes open a great while. No falsehood Equals a broken faith ; there's not a hair Sticks on my head but, like a leaden plummet, It sinks me to the grave : I must creep thither ; The journey is not long.  Dramatic Works of John Ford ... - Page 333by John Ford - 1827Full view - About this book
 | John Ford - Drama - 1980 - 266 pages
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 | John Ford - Literary Collections - 1986 - 392 pages
...pitifully: sirens, creatures part-bird, part-woman, Sticks on my head but like a leaden plummet It sinks me to the grave. I must creep thither; The journey is not long. ITHOCLES. But thou, Penthea, Hast many years, I hope, to number yet 80 Ere thou canst travel that way.... | |
 | John Ford - 1995 - 422 pages
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 | Acting - 2004 - 380 pages
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 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 482 pages
...Equals a broken faith ; there 's not a hair Sticks on my head but, like a leaden plummet, It sinks me to the grave : I must creep thither ; The journey...hope, to number yet, Ere thou canst travel that way. Bas». Let the sun first Be wrapped up in an everlasting darkness, Before the light of nature, chiefly... | |
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