Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays ...J. Bell; & C. Etherington, 1780 |
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... such miserable translators , who make doggrel of his Latin , mistake his meaning , mifapply his cenfures , and often contradict their own ? He is fixed as a landmark to fet out the bounds of poetry ; -Saxum , antiquum ingens Limes agro ...
... such miserable translators , who make doggrel of his Latin , mistake his meaning , mifapply his cenfures , and often contradict their own ? He is fixed as a landmark to fet out the bounds of poetry ; -Saxum , antiquum ingens Limes agro ...
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... autumn now is past , Whofe grapes and peaches have indulg'd your tafle , Take in good part from our poor Poet's board Such rivel'd fruits as winter can afford . B } Dramatis Perfonae . MARC ANTONY , MEN . Mr. Smith PROLOGUE .
... autumn now is past , Whofe grapes and peaches have indulg'd your tafle , Take in good part from our poor Poet's board Such rivel'd fruits as winter can afford . B } Dramatis Perfonae . MARC ANTONY , MEN . Mr. Smith PROLOGUE .
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... confequence indeed , For I dare challenge him , my greatest foe , To fay it was defign'd . It is true I lov'd you , And kept you far from an uneafy wife , Such Fulvia was . [ tium ! Yes ; but 38 Aä II . ALL FOR LOVE .
... confequence indeed , For I dare challenge him , my greatest foe , To fay it was defign'd . It is true I lov'd you , And kept you far from an uneafy wife , Such Fulvia was . [ tium ! Yes ; but 38 Aä II . ALL FOR LOVE .
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John Bell. Such Fulvia was . [ tium ! Yes ; but he'll fay you left Octavia for me And can you blame me to receive that love Which quitted fuch defert for worthless me ? How often have I wish'd some other Cæfar , Great ... Such Fulvia was. ...
John Bell. Such Fulvia was . [ tium ! Yes ; but he'll fay you left Octavia for me And can you blame me to receive that love Which quitted fuch defert for worthless me ? How often have I wish'd some other Cæfar , Great ... Such Fulvia was. ...
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... could , Dol . Her foul's too great , after such injuries , To say she loves , and yet fhe lets you fee it . Her modefty and filence plead her cause . Ant . Oh Dolabella ! which way fhall I turn 50 ABIIL ALL FOR LOVE .
... could , Dol . Her foul's too great , after such injuries , To say she loves , and yet fhe lets you fee it . Her modefty and filence plead her cause . Ant . Oh Dolabella ! which way fhall I turn 50 ABIIL ALL FOR LOVE .
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Сторінка 51 - Sweet heaven compose it! — Come, come, my lord, if I can pardon you, Methinks you should accept it. Look on these; Are they not yours ? or stand they thus neglected, As they are mine? Go to him, children, go; Kneel to him, take him by the hand, speak to him ; For you may speak, and he may own you too, Without a blush; and so he cannot all His children: go, I say, and pull him to me, And pull him to yourselves, from that bad woman.
Сторінка 83 - But grieve not, while thou stay'st, My last disastrous times: Think we have had a clear and glorious day, And heav'n did kindly to delay the storm, Just till our close of ev'ning. Ten years' love, And not a moment lost, but all improv'd To th' utmost joys — what ages have we liv'd! And now to die each other's; and, so dying, While hand in hand we walk in groves below, Whole troops of lovers...
Сторінка 44 - Caesar loves beyond the love of women: He could resolve his mind, as fire does wax, From that hard rugged image melt him down, And mould him in what softer form he pleased.
Сторінка 34 - We have run too great a length with her already. I did not think her or myself so wicked, as I find, upon reflection, we are.
Сторінка 81 - I should die With a hard thought of you ? Ant. Forgive me, Roman. Since I have heard of Cleopatra's death, My reason bears no rule upon my tongue, But lets my thoughts break all at random out.
Сторінка 46 - I'd leave the world for him that hates a woman. Woman, the fountain of all human frailty ! What mighty ills have not been done by woman ! Who was't betrayed the Capitol ? A woman. Who lost Mark Antony the world ? A woman. Who was the cause of a long ten years...
Сторінка 56 - Men are but children of a larger growth; Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain ; And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room, Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing: But, like a mole in earth, busy and blind, Works all her folly up, and casts it outward To the world's open view...
Сторінка 58 - I could cease to be!— or ne'er had been! BARN. Since peace and comfort are denied her here, may she find mercy where she least expects it, and this be all her hell. From our example may all be taught to fly the first approach of vice; but, if o'ertaken By strong temptation, weakness, or surprise, Lament their guilt, and by repentance rise. Th' impenitent alone die unforgiven; To sin's like man, and to forgive like heaven.
Сторінка 30 - Tell me no more, but let me die contented. Char. He bid me say, he knew himself so well, He could deny you nothing, if he saw you; And therefore — Cleo.
Сторінка 70 - Heaven has but Our sorrow for our sins; and then delights To pardon erring man : Sweet mercy seems Its darling attribute, which limits justice; As if there were degrees in infinite, And infinite would rather want perfection Than punish to extent.