ISBN: 9781153678124

Excerpt: ...special pleading than like Gloria Domine. (Lies down on his couch.) (Reads.) Et tuquoque frater meus facta mala quod fecisti Denique confundit Deus omnes res quas tetegisti. N… Mehr…

Excerpt: ...special pleading than like Gloria Domine. (Lies down on his couch.) (Reads.) Et tuquoque frater meus facta mala quod fecisti Denique confundit Deus omnes res quas tetegisti. Nunc si unquam, nunc aut nunquam, sanguine adjuro Christi. Scene IX In the Garden Aylmer''s Garden, near the Lake. LAURENCE RABY and ESTELLE. He: Come to the bank where the boat is moor''d to the willow-tree low; Bertha, the baby, won''t notice, Brian, the blockhead, won''t know. She: Bertha is not such a baby, sir, as you seem to suppose; Brian, a blockhead he may be, more than you think for he knows. He: This much, at least, of your brother, from the beginning he knew Somewhat concerning that other made such a fool of by you. She: Firmer those bonds were and faster, Frank was my spaniel, my slave. You! you would fain be my master; mark you! the difference is grave. He: Call me your spaniel, your starling, take me and treat me as these, I would be anything, darling! aye, whatsoever you please. Brian and Basil are punting, leave them their dice and their wine, Bertha is butterfly hunting, surely one hour shall be mine. See, I have done with all duty; see, I can dare all disgrace, Only to look at your beauty, feasting my eyes on your face. She: Look at me, aye, till your eyes ache! How, let me ask, will it end? Neither for your sake, nor my sake, but for the sake of my friend? He: Is she your friend then? I own it, this is all wrong, and the rest, Frustra sed anima monet, caro quod fortius est. She: Not quite so close, Laurence Raby, not with your arm round my waist; Something to look at I may be, nothing to touch or to taste. He: Wilful as ever and wayward; why did you tempt me, Estelle? She: You misinterpret each stray word, you for each inch take an ell. Lightly all laws and ties trammel me, I am warn''d for all that. He (aside): Perhaps she will swallow her camel when she has strained at her gnat. She: Therefore take thought and consider, weigh well, as I do, the whole, You... Adam Lindsay Gordon, Books, History, Poems By Adam Lindsay Gordon Books>History, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153678124

Excerpt: ...special pleading than like Gloria Domine. (Lies down on his couch.) (Reads.) Et tuquoque frater meus facta mala quod fecisti Denique confundit Deus omnes res quas tetegisti. N… Mehr…

Excerpt: ...special pleading than like Gloria Domine. (Lies down on his couch.) (Reads.) Et tuquoque frater meus facta mala quod fecisti Denique confundit Deus omnes res quas tetegisti. Nunc si unquam, nunc aut nunquam, sanguine adjuro Christi. Scene IX In the Garden Aylmer''s Garden, near the Lake. LAURENCE RABY and ESTELLE. He: Come to the bank where the boat is moor''d to the willow-tree low; Bertha, the baby, won''t notice, Brian, the blockhead, won''t know. She: Bertha is not such a baby, sir, as you seem to suppose; Brian, a blockhead he may be, more than you think for he knows. He: This much, at least, of your brother, from the beginning he knew Somewhat concerning that other made such a fool of by you. She: Firmer those bonds were and faster, Frank was my spaniel, my slave. You! you would fain be my master; mark you! the difference is grave. He: Call me your spaniel, your starling, take me and treat me as these, I would be anything, darling! aye, whatsoever you please. Brian and Basil are punting, leave them their dice and their wine, Bertha is butterfly hunting, surely one hour shall be mine. See, I have done with all duty; see, I can dare all disgrace, Only to look at your beauty, feasting my eyes on your face. She: Look at me, aye, till your eyes ache! How, let me ask, will it end? Neither for your sake, nor my sake, but for the sake of my friend? He: Is she your friend then? I own it, this is all wrong, and the rest, Frustra sed anima monet, caro quod fortius est. She: Not quite so close, Laurence Raby, not with your arm round my waist; Something to look at I may be, nothing to touch or to taste. He: Wilful as ever and wayward; why did you tempt me, Estelle? She: You misinterpret each stray word, you for each inch take an ell. Lightly all laws and ties trammel me, I am warn''d for all that. He (aside): Perhaps she will swallow her camel when she has strained at her gnat. She: Therefore take thought and consider, weigh well, as I do, the whole, You... Adam Lindsay Gordon, Books, History, Poems By Adam Lindsay Gordon Books>History <

ISBN: 9781153678124

This book is part of the TREDITION CLASSICS series. The creators of this series are united by passion for literature and driven by the intention of making all public domain books availabl… Mehr…

This book is part of the TREDITION CLASSICS series. The creators of this series are united by passion for literature and driven by the intention of making all public domain books available in printed format again - worldwide. At tredition we believe that a great book never goes out of style. Several mostly non-profit literature projects provide content to tredition. To support their good work, tredition donates a portion of the proceeds from each sold copy. As a reader of a TREDITION CLASSICS book, you support our mission to save many of the amazing works of world literature from oblivion. Books History~~General Poems-by-Adam-Lindsay-Gordon~~Adam-Lindsay-Gordon General Books LLC<