Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English PlaysJ. Bell, 1776 |
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... just and moderate in his nature , who rules according to the laws , whom God made happy by forming the temper of his foul to the conftitution of his government , and who makes us happy , by affuming over us no other fovereignty than ...
... just and moderate in his nature , who rules according to the laws , whom God made happy by forming the temper of his foul to the conftitution of his government , and who makes us happy , by affuming over us no other fovereignty than ...
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... Just breaking on our heads . Ser . Our faint Egyptians pray for Antony ; ' But in their fervile hearts they own Octavius . Myr . Why then does Antony dream out his hours , And tempts not fortune for a noble day , Which might redeem what ...
... Just breaking on our heads . Ser . Our faint Egyptians pray for Antony ; ' But in their fervile hearts they own Octavius . Myr . Why then does Antony dream out his hours , And tempts not fortune for a noble day , Which might redeem what ...
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... just his nature . Virtue's his path ; but fometimes ' tis too narrow For his vaft foul ; and then he starts out wide , And bounds into a vice that bears him far From his first courfe , and plunges him in ills : But , when his danger ...
... just his nature . Virtue's his path ; but fometimes ' tis too narrow For his vaft foul ; and then he starts out wide , And bounds into a vice that bears him far From his first courfe , and plunges him in ills : But , when his danger ...
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... Just as you gave it , broken and diforder'd ; I number'd in it all your fighs and tears ; And while I mov'd your pitiful request , That you but only begg'da laft farewel , He fetch'd an inward groan , and ev'ry time I nam'd you , figh'd ...
... Just as you gave it , broken and diforder'd ; I number'd in it all your fighs and tears ; And while I mov'd your pitiful request , That you but only begg'da laft farewel , He fetch'd an inward groan , and ev'ry time I nam'd you , figh'd ...
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... just enough to season him from coward , Oh , ' tis the coldest youth upon a charge ; The most deliberate fighter ! If he ventures , ( As in Ilyria once they fay he did , To ftorm a town ) ' tis when he cannot chufe , When all the world ...
... just enough to season him from coward , Oh , ' tis the coldest youth upon a charge ; The most deliberate fighter ! If he ventures , ( As in Ilyria once they fay he did , To ftorm a town ) ' tis when he cannot chufe , When all the world ...
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Повний перегляд - 1780 |
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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...