Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Том 3John Bell and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
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... rise alone in the Temple of the Muses — He had some law there is no doubt , but he had more poetry . Business of a graver nature , however , he at a distant period accepted - he was Under - Secretary to the Duke of Queensberry , when ...
... rise alone in the Temple of the Muses — He had some law there is no doubt , but he had more poetry . Business of a graver nature , however , he at a distant period accepted - he was Under - Secretary to the Duke of Queensberry , when ...
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... rise with sudden show'rs , It swells in haste , and falls again as soon ; Still as it ebbs the softer thoughts flow in , And the deceiver Love supplies its place . 41 бо Cal . I have been wrong'd enough to arm my temper Against the ...
... rise with sudden show'rs , It swells in haste , and falls again as soon ; Still as it ebbs the softer thoughts flow in , And the deceiver Love supplies its place . 41 бо Cal . I have been wrong'd enough to arm my temper Against the ...
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... flow , back to the muse he flies , And bids your heroes in succession rise ; Collects the wand'ring warriors as they roam , DOUGLAS assures them of a welcome home . Dramatis Personae . DRURY - LANE . COVENT GARDEN . PROLOGUE . xix.
... flow , back to the muse he flies , And bids your heroes in succession rise ; Collects the wand'ring warriors as they roam , DOUGLAS assures them of a welcome home . Dramatis Personae . DRURY - LANE . COVENT GARDEN . PROLOGUE . xix.
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... Rise up , and fill my bosom with your fires " And policy remorseless ? Chance may spoil " A single aim ; but perseverance must " Prosper at last . For chance and fate are words : " Persistive wisdom is the fate of man . " Darkly a ...
... Rise up , and fill my bosom with your fires " And policy remorseless ? Chance may spoil " A single aim ; but perseverance must " Prosper at last . For chance and fate are words : " Persistive wisdom is the fate of man . " Darkly a ...
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... rise Above the narrow limits that confin'd it , Yet never was by all thy virtues won To do thee justice , and reveal the secret , Which , timely known , had rais'd thee far above The villain's snare . Oh ! I am punish'd now ! These are ...
... rise Above the narrow limits that confin'd it , Yet never was by all thy virtues won To do thee justice , and reveal the secret , Which , timely known , had rais'd thee far above The villain's snare . Oh ! I am punish'd now ! These are ...
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays ..., Том 3 Повний перегляд - 1791 |
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Сторінка 79 - 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 ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ; The wide, th...
Сторінка 36 - 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 78 - When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Сторінка 79 - Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass? The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
Сторінка 34 - CATO. Let not a torrent of impetuous zeal Transport thee thus beyond the bounds of reason: True fortitude is seen in great exploits, That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides; All else is tow'ring frenzy and distraction.
Сторінка 33 - My voice is still for war. Gods ! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ? No ; let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And, at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his thronged legions, and charge home upon him.
Сторінка 79 - 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 79 - 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. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Сторінка 53 - With all the strength and heats of eloquence Fraternal love and friendship can inspire. Tell her thy brother languishes to death, And fades away, and withers in his bloom...
Сторінка 36 - Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe. We fought and conquer'd. E're a sword was drawn, An arrow from my bow had pierc'd their chief, Who wore that day the arms which now I wear.