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... innocence were oppreffed by it . And , though I juftified Antony in fome measure , by making Octavia's departure to pro- ceed wholly from herfelf , yet the force of the first machine ftill re- mained ; and the dividing of pity , like ...
... innocence were oppreffed by it . And , though I juftified Antony in fome measure , by making Octavia's departure to pro- ceed wholly from herfelf , yet the force of the first machine ftill re- mained ; and the dividing of pity , like ...
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... innocence will not offend , I fhall not blush to own it . Vent . After this I think she'll blush at nothing . Cleo . You feem griev'd , ( And therein you are kind ) that Cæfar first Enjoy'd my love , though you deferv'd it better . For ...
... innocence will not offend , I fhall not blush to own it . Vent . After this I think she'll blush at nothing . Cleo . You feem griev'd , ( And therein you are kind ) that Cæfar first Enjoy'd my love , though you deferv'd it better . For ...
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... thou art , And ask forgiveness of wrong'd innocence , Vent . I'll rather die , than take it . Will you go ? Ant . Go ! Whither ? Go from all that's excellent ! • Faith , Faith , honour , virtue , all good things forbid 40 ALL FOR LOVE .
... thou art , And ask forgiveness of wrong'd innocence , Vent . I'll rather die , than take it . Will you go ? Ant . Go ! Whither ? Go from all that's excellent ! • Faith , Faith , honour , virtue , all good things forbid 40 ALL FOR LOVE .
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... innocence . Cleo . I'll stay . Alex . You must not ; hafte you to the monument , While I make speed to Cæfar . Cleo . Cæfar ! No , I have no bufinefs with him .. Alex . I can work him , To fpare your life , and let this madman peril ...
... innocence . Cleo . I'll stay . Alex . You must not ; hafte you to the monument , While I make speed to Cæfar . Cleo . Cæfar ! No , I have no bufinefs with him .. Alex . I can work him , To fpare your life , and let this madman peril ...
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... innocence and death ! This fhows not well above . Then what am I ? The murderer of this truth , this innocence ! Thoughts cannot form themselves in words fo horrid As can express my guilt !し Vent . Is't come to this ? The gods have ...
... innocence and death ! This fhows not well above . Then what am I ? The murderer of this truth , this innocence ! Thoughts cannot form themselves in words fo horrid As can express my guilt !し Vent . Is't come to this ? The gods have ...
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Сторінка 78 - Ever my leader, ev'n in death! My queen and thou have got the start of me, And I'm the lag of honour. — Gone so soon?
Сторінка 8 - ... tis but necessary, when they cannot please, that they should take care not to offend. But as the civilest man in the company is commonly the dullest, so these authors, while they are afraid to make you laugh or cry, out of pure good manners make you sleep.
Сторінка 56 - The abode of falsehood, violated vows, And injured love? For pity, let me go; For, if there be a place of long repose, I'm sure I want it. My disdainful lord Can never break that quiet; nor awake The sleeping soul, with hollowing in my tomb Such words as fright her hence. — Unkind...
Сторінка 18 - Ant. The herd come jumping by me, And, fearless, quench their thirst, while I look on, And take me for their fellow-citizen. More of this image, more; it lulls my thoughts.
Сторінка 57 - Could you not beg An hour's admittance to his private ear? Like one who wanders through long barren wilds, And yet foreknows no hospitable inn Is near to...
Сторінка 65 - twill pose the gods, To find an equal torture. Two, two such !— Oh, there's no farther name, — two such ! to me, 'To me, who lock'd my soul within your breasts, Had no desires, no joys, no life, but you; When half the globe was mine, I gave it you In dowry with...
Сторінка 27 - He shows his weakness who declines the combat, And you must urge your fortune. Could he speak More plainly ? To my ears, the message sounds — Come to my rescue, Cleopatra, come; Come, free me from Ventidius; from my tyrant: See me, and give me a pretence to leave him !— I hear his trumpets.
Сторінка 28 - Good heavens, is this — is this the man who braves me ? Who bids my age make way ? Drives me before him, To the world's ridge, and sweeps me off like rubbish ? Vent.
Сторінка 63 - Lingered behind with her. I hear, my lord, You make conditions for her, And would include her treaty. Wondrous proofs Of love to me ! Ant. Are you my friend, Ventidius ? Or are you turned a Dolabella too, And let this fury loose ? Vent.
Сторінка 52 - 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...