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" Good God, let her sleep ever! For I have known her wake an hundred nights When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. "
A Select Collection of Old Plays: Roaring girl, or, Moll Cutpurse - Page 298
by Robert Dodsley, Isaac Reed - 1780
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The Ancient British Drama ...

Sir Walter Scott - English drama - 1810 - 614 pages
...these six nights. When do they wake? F. de Med. When God shall please. Gio. Good God; let her sleep ever ! For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her teal's. I am to complain to yon, sir; I'll tell you how they...
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The Ancient British Drama ...

Sir Walter Scott - English drama - 1810 - 614 pages
...God, let her sleep ever ! For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When nil the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir; I'll tell you how they have used her now she's dead; They wrapp'd her in a cruel fold of leadj...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 3

Scotland - 1818
...Good God, let her sleep ever ! Forlhave known herwakeanhundred nights. When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir ; I'll tell you how they have used her, now she's dead ; They wrapp'd her in a cruel fold of lead,...
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The Works of John Webster, Volume 1

John Webster, Alexander Dyce - English drama - 1830
...these six nights. When do they wake? FRAN. DE MED. When God shall please. Giov. Good God, let her sleep ever!* For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir; I'll tell you how they...
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The Works of John Webster, Volume 1

John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830
...these six nights. When do they wake? FKAN. DE MED. When God shall please. Giov. Good God, let her sleep ever!* For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir; I'll tell you how they...
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Ingliston

Grace Webster - History - 1840 - 401 pages
...here to repay their labour and to gladden their hearts. CHAPTER XXXVIII. " Good God, let her sleep ever! For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears." WEBSTER. We have followed Margaret Inglis through...
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The Dramatic Works of John Webster, Volume 2

John Webster - 1857
...slept these six nights. When do they wake ? Fran. When God shall please. Q-iov. Good God, let her sleep ever ! For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir ; I'll tell you how they...
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The Works of John Webster

Rev. Alexander Dyce - 1857
...nights.—When do they wake ? Fran, de Med. When God shall please. Giov. Good God, let her sleep ever !f For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir; I'll tell you how they...
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The dramatic works of John Webster, Volume 2

John Webster - Drama - 1857
...God, let her sleep ever ! For I have known her wake an hundred nights, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir ; I'll tell you how they have us'd her now she's dead : They wrapp'd her in a cruel fold of lead,...
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The Works of John Webster: With Some Account of the Author, and Notes

John Webster - 1859 - 383 pages
...God, let her sleep ever !f For I have known her wake an hundred nighte, When all the pillow where she laid her head Was brine-wet with her tears. I am to complain to you, sir ; I'll tell you how they have us'd her now she's dead: They wrapp'd her in a cruel fold of lead,...
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