The Cenci: A Tragedy in Five ActsC. and J. Ollier, London, 1889 |
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... thou art our near kinsman ; Cardinal , thou art the Pope's chamberlain ; Camillo , thou art chief justiciary ; Take us away ! Cen . ( He has been conversing with Camillo during the first part of Beatrice's speech ; he hears the conclu ...
... thou art our near kinsman ; Cardinal , thou art the Pope's chamberlain ; Camillo , thou art chief justiciary ; Take us away ! Cen . ( He has been conversing with Camillo during the first part of Beatrice's speech ; he hears the conclu ...
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... art thou ? Swear to me , ere I die With fearful expectation , that indeed Thou art not what thou sccmest - Mother ! Lucr . Oh ! My sweet child , know you— Beatr . Yet speak it not : For then if this be truth , that other too Must be a ...
... art thou ? Swear to me , ere I die With fearful expectation , that indeed Thou art not what thou sccmest - Mother ! Lucr . Oh ! My sweet child , know you— Beatr . Yet speak it not : For then if this be truth , that other too Must be a ...
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... thou art , And what slaves these ; and what a world we make , The oppressor and the oppress'd — such pangs compel My answer . What is it thou wouldst with me ? Judge . Art thou not guilty of thy father's death ? Beatr . Or wilt thou ...
... thou art , And what slaves these ; and what a world we make , The oppressor and the oppress'd — such pangs compel My answer . What is it thou wouldst with me ? Judge . Art thou not guilty of thy father's death ? Beatr . Or wilt thou ...
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1st Judge accusation Andrea art thou avenge Beatr BEATRICE and LUCRETIA BERNARDO blood BOND STREET brother Cardinal Camillo Cenci Palace child Clement VIII cold Colonna Palace confess Count Cenci crime curse darcs dare dark dead dear death deed despair doubt dowry dread dreams earth Enter BEATRICE Enter LUCRETIA Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell father fear feast gentle Giac Giacomo grave Guest guilty hair hate hear heart Heaven hell hide hope horrible horror innocent kill kill'd Lady Beatrice live look Lord Lucr Marzio mother murder murder'd never night Olim OLIMPIO pale parricide pity poison Pope Pope's pray Rome Salamanca SCENE sister sleep smile soul speak spirit strange sweet sweet child talk'd tears thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tortures truth twere VERE STREET weep whilst wife words worse wouldst wretch wrongs