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" Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha! it sinks, it falls; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade. 'Tislife! 'tis warm! 'tis she! 'tis she herself ! Nor dead nor shade, but breathing... "
The Port Folio - Page 489
1810
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The Mourning Bride: A Tragedy

William Congreve - 1753 - 70 pages
...(Coming forward. That motionlefs I may be ftill dfc :v'd. Let me not ftir, nor breathe, left I diflblve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha ! it finks, it falls ; 111 catch it e'er it goes, and grafp her fhade. 'Tis life ! 'tia warm ! 'tis Ihe...
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Elements of Criticism, Volume 2

Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1762
...paflage cxprefles finely the progrefs of con vision. Let me not ftir, nor breathe, left I diflblve That tender, lovely form, of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha ! it finks, it falls ; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grafp her (hade. Tis life ! 'tis warm! 'tis (he! 'tis...
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The mourning bride. The way of the world. The judgment of Paris. Semele ...

William Congreve - 1774
...for.ward, That motionlefs I may be ftill deceiv'd. >Let me not ftir, nor breathe, left I diflbl ve That tender, lovely Form of painted Air, So like Almeria. Ha ! it 1inks, it falls ; I'll catch it e'er it goes, and grafp her Shade. 'Tis Life ! 'tis warm ! 'tis me...
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Elements of Criticism, Volume 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1788
...pafiage expreffes finely the progrefs of conviction. Let me not ftir, nor breathe, left I diflblve That tender, lovely form, of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha ! it finks, it falls ; I'll catch it e're it goes, and grafp her fhade. 'Tis life ! 'tis warm ! 'tis fhc...
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British Theatre: The mourning bride, by Mr. Congreve. 1791. Douglas, by John ...

John Bell - English drama - 1791
...nail me where I stand, ye pow'rs, 120 [Coming forward. That, motionless, I may be still deceiv'd. Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender,...catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade. - 'Tis life I 'tis warm ! 'tis she, 'tis she herself I Nor dead, nor shade, but breathing and alive I It is Almeria,...
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Jones's British Theatre, Volume 2

English drama - 1795
...foriuard. That, motionlefs, I may be ftill deceiv'd. Let me not ftir, nor breathe, left I diflblve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha ! it finks, it falls ; I'll catch it ere it goes, afld gralp her made. 'Tis life ! 'tis warm ! 'tis fhe,...
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Bell's British Theatre, Volume 19

English drama - 1797
...nail me where I stand, ye pow'rs, 120 [Coming forward. That, motionless, I may be still deceiv'd. Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almeria. Hal it sinks, it falls; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade. ' Tis life ! 'tis warml 'tis...
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The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies

English drama - 1804
...Amazement and illusion ! Rivet and nail me where l stand, ye powers, Ķ Coming forward. deceived. Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Ahuerin. Ha! it sinks, it falls; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade ! Tis life ! 'tis warm...
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the british drama

william miller - 1804
...nail me where I stand, ye powers, [Coming forxartl. That, motionless, 1 may be still deceived. Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almerķa. Пн ! it sinks, it falls; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade ! Tis life ! 'tis...
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The British drama

British drama - 1804
...Amazement and illusion ! Rivet and nail me where I stand, ye powers, f Coming foricard. deceived. Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almerķa, lia ! it sinks, it falls; III catch it ere it goes and grasp her shade ! Tis life ! 'tis...
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