Bell's British Theatre,: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays ...John Bell, near Exeter Exchange, in the Strand, and C. Etherington, at York, 1778 |
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... Speak , tho ' thy bleed- Might well excufe thy tongue . Mel . Madam , efcap'd , [ ing wounds With much ado , from yon wide death- Soph . No more . At once thy meaning flashes o'er my foul . Oh , all my vanish'd hopes ! Repairless chance ...
... Speak , tho ' thy bleed- Might well excufe thy tongue . Mel . Madam , efcap'd , [ ing wounds With much ado , from yon wide death- Soph . No more . At once thy meaning flashes o'er my foul . Oh , all my vanish'd hopes ! Repairless chance ...
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... speak the truth , when truth and friendship call , Nor fear thy frown unkind . - Thou hast no right To - Sophonifba ; fhe belongs to Rome . Maf . Ha ! the belongs to Rome.'Tis true - My Where have you wander'd , not to think of this ...
... speak the truth , when truth and friendship call , Nor fear thy frown unkind . - Thou hast no right To - Sophonifba ; fhe belongs to Rome . Maf . Ha ! the belongs to Rome.'Tis true - My Where have you wander'd , not to think of this ...
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... speak , Speak loud of Carthage , call it falfe , ungenerous , -Yet Yet fhall I check me , fince it is thy SOPHONISBA .
... speak , Speak loud of Carthage , call it falfe , ungenerous , -Yet Yet fhall I check me , fince it is thy SOPHONISBA .
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... Speak , thou perfidious ! Canft thou bear it thus ? With fuch a steady countenance ? Canft thou Here fee the man thou hast so grofly wrong'd , And yet not fink in shame ? And yet not shake In every guilty nerve ? Soph . What have I done ...
... Speak , thou perfidious ! Canft thou bear it thus ? With fuch a steady countenance ? Canft thou Here fee the man thou hast so grofly wrong'd , And yet not fink in shame ? And yet not shake In every guilty nerve ? Soph . What have I done ...
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... speak ! Oh , greatly , dearly welcome ! Scipio . Mafiniffa , My heart beats back thy joy , A happy friend , With laurel green , with conqueft crown'd , and glory ; Rais'd by his prudence , fortitude and valour , O'er all his foes ; and ...
... speak ! Oh , greatly , dearly welcome ! Scipio . Mafiniffa , My heart beats back thy joy , A happy friend , With laurel green , with conqueft crown'd , and glory ; Rais'd by his prudence , fortitude and valour , O'er all his foes ; and ...
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Повний перегляд - 1780 |
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Сторінка 47 - I could not stay with you, I made a vow, By all the most religious things a maid Could call together, never to be known...
Сторінка 43 - I have wrong'd thee, and as much of joy That I repent it, issue from mine eyes; Let them appease thee. Take thy right ; take her ; She is thy right too; and forget to urge My vexed soul with that I did before. PHI.
Сторінка 11 - I shall be willing, if not apt, to learn : Age and experience will adorn my mind With larger knowledge ; and if I have done A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once.
Сторінка 21 - If you do hate, you could not curse me worse ; The gods have not a punishment in store Greater for me than is your hate. Phi. Fie, fie, So young and so dissembling!
Сторінка 26 - And worn so by you ; how that foolish man, That reads the story of a woman's face And dies believing it, is lost for ever ; How all the good you have is but a shadow, I...
Сторінка 26 - Now you may take that little right I have To this poor kingdom. Give it to your joy; For I have no joy in it.
Сторінка 8 - Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by, made by himself, Of many several flowers, bred in the...
Сторінка 38 - Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away. Should I outlive you, I should then outlive Virtue and honour; and when that day comes, If ever I shall close these eyes but once, May I live spotted for my perjury, And waste my limbs to nothing!
Сторінка 35 - Stay, sir! what are you? BEL. A wretched creature, wounded in these woods By beasts. Relieve me, if your names be men, Or I shall perish. DION. This is he, my lord, Upon my soul, that hurt her. 'Tis the boy, That wicked boy, that serv'd her.