Tis Charlotte only that has made thee thus — She is the origin of all thy woes ! Wer. Perish the thought ! — I am myself the cause ; Thou art the lovely soother of my cares ; My guardian angel ! sent by pitying fieav'n To compensate my every other... Werter. A Tragedy: As Performed at the Theatres-Royal, Bath, Bristol, Covent ... - Page 15 by Frederick Reynolds - 1786 - 60 pages Full view -
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