The British Drama: pt. 1-2. TragediesWilliam Miller, printed by James Ballantyne, 1804 |
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... hand Weigh it : He oft would make me smile at this . His youth did promise much , and his ripe years Will see it all performed . Enter ASPATIA , passing by . Hail , maid and wife ! Thou fair Aspatia , may the holy knot , That thou hast ...
... hand Weigh it : He oft would make me smile at this . His youth did promise much , and his ripe years Will see it all performed . Enter ASPATIA , passing by . Hail , maid and wife ! Thou fair Aspatia , may the holy knot , That thou hast ...
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... hands . Cal . He shall not have my hand . King . This is no time To force you to it . I do love you both : Calianax , you look well to your office ; And you , Melantius , are welcome home . Begin the masque ! your choice . Mel . Sister ...
... hands . Cal . He shall not have my hand . King . This is no time To force you to it . I do love you both : Calianax , you look well to your office ; And you , Melantius , are welcome home . Begin the masque ! your choice . Mel . Sister ...
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... hand of death , To be in doubt : Confirm it with an oath , If this be true . Evad . Do you invent the form : Let there be in it all the binding words Devils and conjurers can put together , And I will take it . I have sworn before , And ...
... hand of death , To be in doubt : Confirm it with an oath , If this be true . Evad . Do you invent the form : Let there be in it all the binding words Devils and conjurers can put together , And I will take it . I have sworn before , And ...
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... hand ; draw it , that I may whip Thy rashness to repentance . Draw thy sword ! Amin . Not on thee , did thine anger swell as high As the wild surges . Thou shouldst do me ease Here , and eternally , if thy noble hand Would cut me from ...
... hand ; draw it , that I may whip Thy rashness to repentance . Draw thy sword ! Amin . Not on thee , did thine anger swell as high As the wild surges . Thou shouldst do me ease Here , and eternally , if thy noble hand Would cut me from ...
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... hand - wolf , into my natural wildness , And do an outge . Prithee , do not mock me . Erud . My w.ble life is so leprous , it infects All my repentance . I would buy your pardon , Though at the highest set ; even with my life . chiefs ...
... hand - wolf , into my natural wildness , And do an outge . Prithee , do not mock me . Erud . My w.ble life is so leprous , it infects All my repentance . I would buy your pardon , Though at the highest set ; even with my life . chiefs ...
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Acast Alex Amin Amintor arms Bajazet Beaumel bless blood brave Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Char Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cleora curse dare Daugh dear death DECIUS Dion Diph DIPHILUS dost thou Drusius Enter Evad Evadne Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fate father fear fortune give gods grief hand hate hath hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope Juba Judas kill king kiss lady Leost Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam ne'er Nennius never noble o'er peace Petillius Philaster Photinus pity POLYPERCHON Pompey prince Ptol Ptolomy Pyrrhus queen revenge Roch Roman Romont ruin SCENE scorn shew slave soldier sorrow soul speak Suet sweet sword Syphax tears tell thee thou art thou hast thought Thra Timag Twas Vent virtue weep wilt wretched wrong
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Сторінка 13 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Сторінка 198 - O'er fourscore thousand men, of whom each one Is braver than himself ? Vent. You conquered for him ; Philippi knows it : there you shared with him That empire, which your sword made all your own. Ant. Fool that I was ! upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren till I was tired with soaring, And now he mounts above me.
Сторінка 279 - And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Сторінка 248 - Redeemed her life with half the loss of mine; Like a rich conquest in one hand I bore her, And with the other...
Сторінка 56 - and dressed myself In habit of a boy; and, for I knew My birth no match for you, I was past hope Of having you; and, understanding well That when I made discovery of my sex I...
Сторінка 347 - Marcia tow'rs above her sex : True, she is fair, (oh how divinely fair !) But still the lovely maid improves her charms With inward greatness, unaffected wisdom, And sanctity of manners.
Сторінка 203 - Was not thy fury quite disarmed with wonder? Didst thou not shrink behind me from those eyes And whisper in my ear — Oh, tell her not That I accused her with my brother's death ? DOLA.
Сторінка 195 - They said they would not fight for Cleopatra. Why should they fight indeed, to make her conquer, And make you more a slave ? to gain you kingdoms, Which, for a kiss, at your next midnight feast, You'll sell to her ? Then she new-names her jewels, And calls this diamond such or such a tax ; Each pendant in her ear shall be a province.
Сторінка 347 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire: Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Сторінка 279 - Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart.