 | Edward Farr - English poetry - 1845 - 322 pages
...thee be shent, While thou art in the heate of thy displeasure; Nor let thy rage of my due punishment Become the measure. But mercy, Lord, lett mercy thine...Turn thee, sweete Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deere God, stay me. Mercy, O mercy, Lord, for mercy sake, For death doth kill the wittnes of thy... | |
 | Edward Farr - Poetry - 1845 - 326 pages
...thou art in the heate of thy displeasure; Nor let thy rage of my due punishment Become the measure. For I am weake, and in my weaknes languish: Lord, help, for ev'n my bones their marrow spend But mercy, Lord, lett mercy thine descend, Alas ! how long, my God, wilt thou delay me? Turn thee,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1873 - 338 pages
...languish : Lord, help, for even my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. 3. Nay, ov'n my soul fell troubles do appall: Alas! how long, my God, wilt Thou delay me ? Turn Thee, sweet Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deare God, stay me. 4. Mercy, 0 mercy, Lord, for mercy's sake,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1873 - 338 pages
...languish : Lord, help, for even my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. 3. Nay, ev'n my soul fell troubles do appall: Alas! how long, my God, wilt Thou delay me ? Turn Thee, sweet Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deare God, stay me. 4. Mercy, O mercy, Lord, for mercy's sake,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - 1873 - 336 pages
...languish: Lord, help, for even my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. 3. Nay, ev'n my soul fell troubles do appall: Alas! how long, my God, wilt Thou delay me ? Turn Thee, sweet Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deare God, stay me. 4. Mercy, O mercy, Lord, for mercy's sake,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - Poetry - 1877 - 302 pages
...languish : Lord, help, for even my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. 3. Nay, ev'n my soul fell troubles do appall: Alas ! how long, my God, wilt Thou delay me ? Turn Thee, sweet Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deare God, stay me. 4. Mercy, O mercy, Lord, for mercy's sake,... | |
 | Sir Philip Sidney - 1877 - 294 pages
...languish: Lord, help, for even my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. 3. Nay, ev'n my soul fell troubles do appall: Alas! how long, my God, wilt Thou delay me? Turn Thee, sweet Lord, and from this ougly fall, My deare God, stay me. 4. Mercy, 0 mercy, Lord, for mercy's sake,... | |
 | Philip Sidney - Bible - 1877 - 262 pages
...Become the measure. II. 170 But mercy, Lord, let mercy thine, descend, For I am weak, and in my weakness languish : Lord, help ! for ev'n my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. III. Nay, ev'n my soul fell troubles do appal. ij 5 Alas ! how long, my God, wilt thou delay me ? Turn... | |
 | Philip Sidney - Prose literature - 1923 - 468 pages
...am weake, and in my weaknes languish : Lord help, for ev'n my bones their marrow spend With cruell anguish. Nay ev'n my soule fell troubles do appall....me? Turn thee, sweete Lord, and from this ougly fall My deere God stay me. Mercy, 0 mercy Lord, for mercies sake, For death doth kill the wittnes of thy... | |
 | Charles W. Durham, Kristin A. Pruitt - Literary Criticism - 2003 - 268 pages
...thee be shent While thou art in the heate of thy displeasure: Ne let thy rage, of my due punishment Become the measure. But mercy, Lord, lett Mercy thine descend, For I am weake, and in my weakness languish: Lord, help, for ev'en my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. Nay, ev'n... | |
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Become the measure. But mercy, Lord, lett mercy thine descend, For I am weake, and in my weaknes languish : Lord, help, for ev'n my bones their marrow spend With cruel anguish. Nay, ev'n my soule fell troubles do appall. Alas! how long, my God, wilt thou... 