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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... Thou hast in camps and fighting fields been bred , Unknowing in the subtleties of women ; The virgin bride , who swoons with deadly fear , To see the end of all her wishes near , When blushing , from the light and public eyes , To the ...
... Thou hast in camps and fighting fields been bred , Unknowing in the subtleties of women ; The virgin bride , who swoons with deadly fear , To see the end of all her wishes near , When blushing , from the light and public eyes , To the ...
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... thou'st learn't to rail . Luc . I've learnt to weep : That lesson my sad mistress often gives me : By day she seeks ... hast beauty that may make thy fortune : 240 Some keeping cardinal shall doat upon thee , And barter Ciij A & t I. 21 ...
... thou'st learn't to rail . Luc . I've learnt to weep : That lesson my sad mistress often gives me : By day she seeks ... hast beauty that may make thy fortune : 240 Some keeping cardinal shall doat upon thee , And barter Ciij A & t I. 21 ...
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... thou hast mistook my sickness quite ; These pangs are of the soul . Wou'd I had met 361 Sharpest convulsions , spotted pestilence , Or any other deadly foe to life , Rather than heave beneath this load of thought ! Lav . Alas ! what is ...
... thou hast mistook my sickness quite ; These pangs are of the soul . Wou'd I had met 361 Sharpest convulsions , spotted pestilence , Or any other deadly foe to life , Rather than heave beneath this load of thought ! Lav . Alas ! what is ...
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... thou by that paper ? What contrivance Hast thou been forging to deceive my father ; To turn his heart against his wretched daughter , That Altamont and thou may share his wealth ? A wrong like this will make me ev'n forget The weakness ...
... thou by that paper ? What contrivance Hast thou been forging to deceive my father ; To turn his heart against his wretched daughter , That Altamont and thou may share his wealth ? A wrong like this will make me ev'n forget The weakness ...
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... thou wert at variance with thyself , Madness and reason combating within thee , And thou wert doubtful which should get the better ? Hor . I would be dumb for ever ; but thy fate 240 Has otherwise decreed it . Thou hast ... Thou hast beheld ...
... thou wert at variance with thyself , Madness and reason combating within thee , And thou wert doubtful which should get the better ? Hor . I would be dumb for ever ; but thy fate 240 Has otherwise decreed it . Thou hast ... Thou hast beheld ...
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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.