The London Stage: A Collection of the Most Reputed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, Melo-dramas, Farces, and Interludes. Accurately Printed from Acting Copies, as Performed at the Theatres Royal, and Carefully Collated and Revised, Volum 2Sherwood, Jones, and Company, 1824 |
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Side 15
... arms ! Sav . What , Lady Fran- Court , Hush ! You shall see her name to - morrow morning in red letters at the end of my list . Gen- tlemen , you must excuse me now . Come and drink chocolate at twelve ; but- Sa. Ay , let us go , out of ...
... arms ! Sav . What , Lady Fran- Court , Hush ! You shall see her name to - morrow morning in red letters at the end of my list . Gen- tlemen , you must excuse me now . Come and drink chocolate at twelve ; but- Sa. Ay , let us go , out of ...
Side 15
... arms ! Sar . What , Lady Fran- Court , Hush ! You shall see her name to - morrow morning in red letters at the end of my list . Gen- demes , you must excuse me now . Come and drink chocolate at twelve ; but- Sa. Ay , let us go , out of ...
... arms ! Sar . What , Lady Fran- Court , Hush ! You shall see her name to - morrow morning in red letters at the end of my list . Gen- demes , you must excuse me now . Come and drink chocolate at twelve ; but- Sa. Ay , let us go , out of ...
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... arms . This sun , perhaps , this morning's sun's the last That e'er shall rise on Roman liberty . Por . My father has this morning call'd together His little Roman senate , - The leavings of Pharsalia , -to consult If yet he can oppose ...
... arms . This sun , perhaps , this morning's sun's the last That e'er shall rise on Roman liberty . Por . My father has this morning call'd together His little Roman senate , - The leavings of Pharsalia , -to consult If yet he can oppose ...
Side 3
... arm ? Who , like our active African , instructs The fiery steed , and trains him to his hand ? Or guides in troops the ... arms , While , warm with slaughter , our victorious foe Threatens aloud , and calls you to the field . Juba . O ...
... arm ? Who , like our active African , instructs The fiery steed , and trains him to his hand ? Or guides in troops the ... arms , While , warm with slaughter , our victorious foe Threatens aloud , and calls you to the field . Juba . O ...
Side 4
... arm , more lucky than the rest , May reach his heart , and free the world from bondage . Rise , fathers , rise ... Arms have no further use : our country's cause , That drew our swords , now wrests them from our bands , And bids us ...
... arm , more lucky than the rest , May reach his heart , and free the world from bondage . Rise , fathers , rise ... Arms have no further use : our country's cause , That drew our swords , now wrests them from our bands , And bids us ...
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The London Stage: A Collection of the Most Reputed Tragedies ..., Volum 2 Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1824 |
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Side 9 - 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.
Side 9 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Side 9 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? 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...
Side 1 - Thou mad'st me what I am, with all the spirit, Aspiring thoughts and elegant desires That fill the happiest man ? Ah ! rather why Didst thou not form me sordid as my fate, Base-minded, dull, and fit to carry burdens? Why have I sense to know the curse that's on me? Is this just dealing. Nature ? Belvidera ! Enter BELVIDERA.
Side 9 - The wide, the unbounded prospect, lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. 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.
Side 10 - Still vex your councils, shake your public safety, And make the robes of government you. wear Hateful to you, as these base chains to me. Duke. Pardon, or death ? Pierre.
Side 6 - Oh, do not look so tenderly upon me. Let indignation lighten from your eyes, and blast me ere you die. — By heaven, he weeps, in pity of my woes. Tears, — tears, for blood.
Side 20 - Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots ; Their port was more than human, as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Side 6 - No more. I charge thee keep this secret close; Clear up thy sorrows, look as if thy wrongs Were all forgot, and treat him like a friend, As no complaint were made. No more; retire, Retire, my life, and doubt not of my honour; I'll heal its failings and deserve thy love. BELV. Oh, should I part with thee, I fear thou wilt In anger leave me, and return no more.
Side 19 - We, that are of purer fire, Imitate the starry quire; Who, in their nightly watchful spheres, Lead in swift round the months and years.