Dramatic Works, Том 3T. Fauncy, 1720 |
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... hopes of Holy - days , And each , according to our Country's Manner , Provok'd his Fellow with a friendly Bowl , And blefs'd the Royal Pair ; when on the Morn , The very Morn that fhould have join'd their Hands , The King forbad the ...
... hopes of Holy - days , And each , according to our Country's Manner , Provok'd his Fellow with a friendly Bowl , And blefs'd the Royal Pair ; when on the Morn , The very Morn that fhould have join'd their Hands , The King forbad the ...
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... Hopes , Anon thus drooping ; Death in my pale Vilage , 1 My Heart , and my chill Veins , all freezing with Defpair ? Seof . I bear an equal Portion of your Sorrows , Your Fears too all are mine . And oh ! my Prince , I would partake ...
... Hopes , Anon thus drooping ; Death in my pale Vilage , 1 My Heart , and my chill Veins , all freezing with Defpair ? Seof . I bear an equal Portion of your Sorrows , Your Fears too all are mine . And oh ! my Prince , I would partake ...
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... Hopes Which thy kind Hand has planted in my Soul , If there be Danger , turn it all on me . Let my devoted Head Seof . Nay ! - ' tis not much , Tis but my Life ; and I would gladly give it , To buy your Peace of Mind . Ari . Alas ! what ...
... Hopes Which thy kind Hand has planted in my Soul , If there be Danger , turn it all on me . Let my devoted Head Seof . Nay ! - ' tis not much , Tis but my Life ; and I would gladly give it , To buy your Peace of Mind . Ari . Alas ! what ...
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... Hopes than these . Ari . Mine have been still Match'd with my Birth ; a younger Brother's Hopes . Rodo . Nay more ; Methinks I read your future Great- nefs ; And , like fome Bard infpir'd , I could foretel What wondrous things our Gods ...
... Hopes than these . Ari . Mine have been still Match'd with my Birth ; a younger Brother's Hopes . Rodo . Nay more ; Methinks I read your future Great- nefs ; And , like fome Bard infpir'd , I could foretel What wondrous things our Gods ...
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... Hopes , be blafted . [ Afide . King . So brave ! But I fhall find the Means to tame you , To make thee curfe thy Folly , curse thy Love , And to the dreadful Gods , who reign beneath , Devote thy fatal Bride . She is a Christian ...
... Hopes , be blafted . [ Afide . King . So brave ! But I fhall find the Means to tame you , To make thee curfe thy Folly , curse thy Love , And to the dreadful Gods , who reign beneath , Devote thy fatal Bride . She is a Christian ...
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Afide againſt Alic Aribert art thou behold Bite Bleffings Bofom Caufe Cler Clev cou'd Coufin Curfe dear Death Enter Ethel Ethelinda ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Eyes facred fafe fair Faith Fate fave feems felf fhall fhould fince fome fpeak Friend Friendly Friendſhip ftand ftill fuch fure fwear gentle Gloft Guards Guil Guilford Haft Haftings Hand Heart Heav'n Honour Jane Jane Shore juft King L. J. Gray Lady laft laſt Lord Lord Guilford Dudley Love Madam Maſter moft moſt muft muſt never o'er Offa Paffion Peace Pembroke Perfon Pinch Pleaſure Pow'r prefent Rage Reaſon reft rife Rodo Rodogune Royal Saxon SCENE Scrib Scribblefcrabble Seof Seofrid Servant ſhall ſhe Sir Tim Sir Timothy Sorrows Soul ſpeak Stale ſtill Suff tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe Thought thouſand truft vex'd whofe Wiſh Wo't thou wou'd wretched
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Сторінка 12 - My all is thine; One common hazard shall attend us both, And both be fortunate or both be wretched: But let thy fearful, doubting heart be still, The saints and angels have thee in their charge, And all things shall be well.
Сторінка 45 - Tis but to close my eyes and shut out daylight — To view no more the wicked ways of men, No longer to behold the tyrant...
Сторінка 46 - Thy reason is grown wild. Could thy weak hand Bring on this mighty ruin? If it could, What have I done so grievous to thy soul, So deadly, so beyond the reach of pardon, That nothing but my life can make atonement?
Сторінка 25 - So when the spring renews the flow'ry field, And warns the pregnant nightingale to build, She seeks the safest shelter of the wood, Where she may trust her little tuneful brood, Where no rude swains her shady cell may know, No serpents climb, nor blasting winds may blow; Fond of the chosen place, she views it o'er, Sits there and wanders through the grove no more.
Сторінка 47 - O cruel Hastings, leave me thus! Hear me, I beg thee— I conjure thee, hear me! While with an agonizing heart, I swear By all the pangs I feel, by all the sorrows, The terrors and despair thy loss shall give me, My hate was on my rival bent alone. Oh! had I once divin'd, false as thou art, A danger to thy life, I would have died, I would have met it for thee, and made bare...
Сторінка 47 - Beset my anxious heart : and yet, as if The burthen were too little, I have added The weight of all thy cares ; and, like the miser, Increase of wealth has made me but more wretched. " The morning light seems not to rise as usual, " It draws not to me, like my virgin days, " But brings new thoughts and other fears upon me;" I tremble, and my anxious heart is pain'd, Lest aught but good shou'd happen to my Guilford.
Сторінка 38 - On this your grievance: and though some there are, Nay, and those great ones too, who would enforce The rigour of our power to afflict you, And bear a heavy hand, yet fear not you, We've ta'en you to our favour; our protection Shall stand between, and shield you from mishap.
Сторінка 51 - Where art thou now, thou partner of my cares? [Turning to GUILFORD. Come to my aid, and help to bear this...