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" I clasped her in this cursed embrace — I bore her In these detested arms, and gave that beauty, That tender form, to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire ! Here fix, fix all your vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rush... "
Bellgrove castle; or, The horrid spectre! - Page 208
by T H. White - 1803
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Arthur Murphy - 1786
...; I bore her In thefe detefted arms, and gave that beauty, That tender form to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire ; Here fix,— fix all ypur vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rufh upon me (ftarts up) fee ! fee there! With racks and...
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Bell's British Theatre: The fatal curiosity, by G. Lillo. ... Caractacus, by ...

English drama - 1797
...— I bore her In these detested arms, and gave that beauty, That tender form to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire Here fix,...vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rush upon me — [Starts up.~\ see ! see there ! With racks and wheels they come ; they tear me piecemeal T is just,...
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The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 v

English drama - 1804
...beauty, That tender form, to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire ! Here tix, fix all your vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rush upon me. [Starts vp.] Sec ! see there ! With racks and wheels they come ; they tear me piece-meal — Tis just,...
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The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, Volume 2

English drama - 1811
...I bore her In these detested arms, and gave that beauty, That tender form, to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire ! Here...vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rush upon me. [Starts up.] See ! see there ! With racks and wheels they come ; they tear me piece-meal — 'Tis just,...
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The modern British drama, Volume 2

British drama - 1811
...I bore her In these detested arms, and gave that beauty, That tender form, to the devouring waves. Plunge me, ye furies, in your lakes of fire ! Here...fix all your vultures in my heart ! And lo ! they rash upon inc. [Starts vp.] See ! see there ! With racks and wheels they come ; they tear me piece-meal...
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