Richelieu; or, The conspiracy: a play. To which are added, Historical odes. By the author of the 'Lady of Lyons'.

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Сторінка 120 - I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart of a king, and of a king of England, too...
Сторінка 82 - Of that high throne — spurn you the greyhair'd man, Who gave you empire — and now sues for safety? Louis. No: — when we see your Eminence in truth At the foot of the throne — we'll listen to you.
Сторінка 39 - The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold The arch-enchanter's wand ! — itself a nothing !— But taking sorcery from the master-hand To paralyse the Caesars — and to strike The loud earth breathless ! — Take away the sword — States can be saved without it ! [Looking on the clock.
Сторінка 108 - Ev'n better than prime ministers. Alas ! Our glories float between the earth and heaven Like clouds which seem pavilions of the sun, And are the playthings of the casual wind ; Still, like the cloud which drops on unseen crags The dews the wild flower feeds on, our ambition May from its airy height drop gladness down On unsuspected virtue ; and the flower May bless the cloud when it hath pass'd away...
Сторінка 80 - Pass sentence on me, if you will ; — from kings Lo, I appeal to Time ! Be just, my liege. I found your kingdom rent with heresies, And bristling with rebellion ; — lawless nobles And breadless serfs; England fomenting discord ; Austria, her clutch on your dominion ; Spain Forging the prodigal gold of either Ind To armed thunderbolts. The Arts lay dead ; Trade rotted in your marts ; your armies mutinous, Your treasury bankrupt. Would you now revoke Your trust, so be it ! and I leave you, sole,...
Сторінка 135 - with a feeling that I should never rise in my profession. My mind was staggered with a view of the difficulties I had to surmount, and the little interest I possessed. I could discover no means of reaching the object of my ambition. After a long and gloomy reverie, in which I almost wished myself overboard, a sudden glow of patriotism was kindled within me, and presented my king and country as my patron. Well, then," I exclaimed, " I will be a hero ! and, confiding in Providence, I will brave every...
Сторінка 39 - RICHELIEU (who has seated himself as to write, lifts the pen). True, THIS ! Beneath the rule of men entirely great The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold The arch-enchanter's wand ! itself a nothing ! But taking sorcery from the master-hand To paralyze the Caesars, and to strike The loud earth breathless ! Take away the sword ; States can be, saved without it ! (Looking on the clock.) 'Tis the hour ; Retire, sir.
Сторінка 88 - Ay, is it so? Then wakes the power which in the age of iron Burst forth to curb the great, and raise the low. Mark, where she stands, around her form I draw The awful circle of our solemn Church! Set but a foot within that holy ground, And on thy head — yea, though it wore a crown — I launch the curse of Rome!
Сторінка 134 - ... was on board the Foudroyant, a Neapolitan fisherman came to the ship, and solemnly declared, that Caraccioli had risen from the bottom of the sea, and was coming, as fast as he could, to Naples, swimming half out of the water. Such an account was listened to like a tale of idle credulity. The day being fair, Nelson, to please the king, stood out to sea ; but the ship had not proceeded far before a body was distinctly seen, upright in the water, and approaching them. It was soon recognized to...
Сторінка 15 - Approach, sir, — Can you call to mind the hour, Now three years since, when in this room, methinks, Your presence honour'd me?

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