The British drama, Том 11804 |
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... nature , They having both robbed me of so much virtue ? Stra . Oh , call the bride , my lord Amintor , That we may see her blush , and turn her eyes down . Amin . Evadne ! Evad . [ within . ] My lord ! Amin . Come forth , my love ! Your ...
... nature , They having both robbed me of so much virtue ? Stra . Oh , call the bride , my lord Amintor , That we may see her blush , and turn her eyes down . Amin . Evadne ! Evad . [ within . ] My lord ! Amin . Come forth , my love ! Your ...
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... nature . Joy to Amintor ! Thou hast touched a life , The very name of which had power to chain Up all my rage , and calm my wildest wrongs . Evad . Tis done ; and since I could not find a way To meet thy love so clear as through his ...
... nature . Joy to Amintor ! Thou hast touched a life , The very name of which had power to chain Up all my rage , and calm my wildest wrongs . Evad . Tis done ; and since I could not find a way To meet thy love so clear as through his ...
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... nature for all blessings An island can bring forth ; we that have limbs , And able bodies , shipping , arms and treasure , The sinews of the war , now we are called To stand upon our guard , cannot produce One , fit to be our general ...
... nature for all blessings An island can bring forth ; we that have limbs , And able bodies , shipping , arms and treasure , The sinews of the war , now we are called To stand upon our guard , cannot produce One , fit to be our general ...
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... Nature have the better hand , ( In such a case ) of all affected reason . What years sit on this Charalois ? Beaum . Twenty - eight ; For since the clock did strike him seventeen old , Under his father's wing this son hath fought ...
... Nature have the better hand , ( In such a case ) of all affected reason . What years sit on this Charalois ? Beaum . Twenty - eight ; For since the clock did strike him seventeen old , Under his father's wing this son hath fought ...
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... nature's curiosity , Star of Dijon , the lustre of all France ! Perpetual spring dwell on thy rosy cheeks , Whose breath is perfume to our continent ; And I have done . Captain , wear thou these See Flora trimmed in her varieties ...
... nature's curiosity , Star of Dijon , the lustre of all France ! Perpetual spring dwell on thy rosy cheeks , Whose breath is perfume to our continent ; And I have done . Captain , wear thou these See Flora trimmed in her varieties ...
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Acast Alic Amin arms art thou Arvida Bajazet bear behold bless blood bosom brave breast Cæsar Cali Cast Castalio Cato Ceph Cleo Cleon Cleora curse danger dare Daugh dear death DIPHILUS dost thou dreadful e'er Enter Eumenes Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith fate father fear fortune give gods grief guard hand happy hate hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope Juba king Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam Monimia ne'er Nennius never night noble o'er Palmira passion peace Philaster Photinus pity Pompey prince Ptol Pyrrhus rage revenge ruin SCENE scorn shame shew slave soldier sorrow soul speak sword Syphax Tamerlane tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought Twas twill Vent villain virtue vows weep wilt wish wretch wrong Zaph Zaphna Zara
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Сторінка 358 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Сторінка 358 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Сторінка 346 - Twill never be too late To sue for chains, and own a conqueror. Why should Rome fall a moment ere her time ? No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one day's liberty: And let me perish, but, in Cato's judgment, A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Сторінка 248 - Oh woman ! lovely woman ! Nature made thee To temper man : we had been brutes without you ! Angels are painted fair to look like you : There's in you all, that we believe of" heaven ; Amazing brightness, purity and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Сторінка 210 - 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, Ant.
Сторінка 10 - 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 10 - To show a soul so full of misery As this sad lady's was. Do it by me, Do it again by me, the lost Aspatia ; And you shall find all true but the wild island. Suppose I stand upon the sea-beach now...
Сторінка 191 - Nay, stop not. Ant. Antony, — Well, thou wilt have it, — like a coward, fled, Fled while his soldiers fought ; fled first, Ventidius. Thou long'st to curse me, and I give thee leave. I know thou cam'st prepared to rail. Vent. I did.
Сторінка 276 - 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.
Сторінка 33 - 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...