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ARVIRAGUS ATHELWOLD AULUS DIDIUS BARD base bear beauty bless breast breath bright brother CARACTACUS cause charm CHORUS daughter death doth dread Druid Earl earth EDGAR EDWIN ELFRIDA ELIDURUS Ev'n EVELINA fair faith fall fate father fear give gods grace grove hand hast head hear heard heart heav'n hold holy honours hope hour instant King lead light live look Lord maid mean meet mind Mona Muse nature never o'er ORGAR peace pity praise Prince rest rise Romans Rome round sacred sage scene SEMICHORUS shade soft song soon soul speak step strain sure sword tears tell thee thine thou thought thro throne trembling true truth VELLINUS Virgins virtue voice wretch youth
Сторінка 47 - Take, holy earth! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form; she bowed to taste the wave, And died.
Сторінка 42 - Or caught the orient blush of quick surprise, How sweetly mutable, how brightly wild, The liquid lustre darted from her eyes ? Each look, each motion wak'da new-born grace, That o'er her form its transient glory cast : Some lovelier wonder soon usurp'd the place, Chas'd by a charm still lovelier than the last.
Сторінка 138 - gainst Heav'n's will To violate their echoes : Patience here, Her meek hands folded on her modest breast, In mute submission lifts th' adoring eye, Ev'n to the storm that wrecks her.
Сторінка 16 - When darkness, brooding on thy sight, Exiled the sov'reign lamp of light ; Say, what could then one cheering hope diffuse ? What friends were thine, save Mem'ry and the Muse ? Hence the rich spoils, thy studious youth Caught from the stores of ancient truth : Hence all thy classic...
Сторінка 47 - Ev'n from the grave thou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee ; Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move ; And if as fair, from vanity as free ; As firm in friendship, and as fond in love.
Сторінка 191 - Julius feel, when, fir'd by it, our fathers First drove him recreant to his ships ; and ill Had far'd his second landing, but that fate Silenc'd the master Bard, who led the song.
Сторінка 9 - Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart...
Сторінка 12 - And every lily droop'd its silver head. Sad sympathy! yet sure his rightful meed Who charm'd all nature : well might Nature mourn Through all her choicest sweets Musaeus dead.
Сторінка 198 - Now, thanks to the bright star that rul'd his birth ; Yes, he will soon return to claim my blessing, And he shall have it pour'd in tears of joy On his bold breast ! methought I heard a step : Is it not his ? BARD. 'Tis some of our own train, And as I think, they lead six Romans captive. CHORUS, CARACTACUS, CAPTIVES.