The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces in the English Language, Том 2M. Polock, 1854 |
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Alex Alonzo Andromache art thou Astyanax Aunt BAJAZET better bless Brass brother captain Cassander Ceph Char Clar Cleo Cora dare dear death devil Dick Duke Enter Essex Estif Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fear fellow Flip Flippanta Flowerdale fool fortune Fred gentleman give Gripe hand happy hast hear heart Heaven honour hope Horatia husband Isaac John king Kite lady leave Leon live look lord Lovemore lover Lysimachus Madam marry master Miss mistress Moneses never Niece Oldboy on't Orest passion pity poor Pounce pray Pyrrhus queen Rolla Rusport Scand SCENE servant Sir Archy Sir Bash Sir Bril Sir Brilliant soul speak Steph sure sword Tamerlane tell thee there's thing thou thought twas twill Valeria Vent what's wife woman wont word wretch Ximena young Zounds
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Сторінка 242 - Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Сторінка 459 - tis grasped, the faster melts away. Poor reason ! what a wretched aid art thou ! -„• For still, in spite of thee, These two long lovers, soul and body, dread Their final separation. Let me think: What can I say, to save myself from death? No matter what becomes of Cleopatra.
Сторінка 449 - Alex. Yes, a dear one; Your slave the queen Ant. My mistress. Alex. Then your mistress; Your mistress would, she says, have sent her soul, But that you had long since; she humbly begs This ruby bracelet, set with bleeding hearts, The emblems of her own, may bind your arm.
Сторінка 449 - With ardour too heroic, on his foes, Fall down, as she would do, before his feet; Lie in his way, and stop the paths of death. Tell him, this god is not invulnerable; That absent Cleopatra bleeds in him; And, that you may remember her petition, She begs you wear these trifles, as a pawn, Which, at your wished return, she will redeem [Gives jewels to the Commanders.
Сторінка 337 - What, dost thou think I fish without a bait, wench? I bob for fools? He is mine own, I have him. I told thee what would tickle him like a trout ; And, as I cast it, so I caught him daintily, And all he has I have stowed at my devotion.
Сторінка 395 - Nay, you say true in that, it's but a folly to lie. For to speak one thing, and to think just the contrary way, is, as it were, to look one way, and to row another.
Сторінка 404 - Nay, now you do me wrong, for if any interest was considered it was yours, since I thought I wanted more than love to make me worthy of you.
Сторінка 395 - I'll speak truth, though one should always tell a lie to a man; and I don't care, let my father do what he will; I'm too big to be whipped so I'll tell you plainly I don't like you, nor love you at all, nor never will, that's more: so, there's your answer for you; and don't trouble me no more, you ugly thing!
Сторінка 82 - Henceforth I will not wonder we were foes, Since souls that differ so, by nature hate, » And strong antipathy forbids their union. Baj. The noble fire that warms me does indeed Transcend thy coldness. I am pleased we differ, Nor think alike.
Сторінка 445 - O, she has deck'd his ruin with her love, Led him in golden bands to gaudy slaughter, And made perdition pleasing : She has left him The blank of what he was...