British Theatre: Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, from the Most Classic Writers : with Biography, Critical Account and Explanatory NotesF. Fleischer, 1828 - 908 sider |
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... poor epitome of Roman greatness , And , cover'd with Numidian guards , directs A feeble army , and an empty senate , Remnants of mighty battles fought in vain . By heav'n , such virtues , join'd with such success , Distracts my very ...
... poor epitome of Roman greatness , And , cover'd with Numidian guards , directs A feeble army , and an empty senate , Remnants of mighty battles fought in vain . By heav'n , such virtues , join'd with such success , Distracts my very ...
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... poor , bleeding heart , Amidst its agonies , remember'd Marcia , And the last words he utter'd call'd me cruel ! Alas ! he knew not , hapless youth , he knew not Marcia's whole soul was full of love and Juba ! The traitor Syphax , as ...
... poor , bleeding heart , Amidst its agonies , remember'd Marcia , And the last words he utter'd call'd me cruel ! Alas ! he knew not , hapless youth , he knew not Marcia's whole soul was full of love and Juba ! The traitor Syphax , as ...
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... poor with aught but thanks to pay such blessings ! Osman . Not so - I love , and would be lov'd again ; Let me confess it : I possess a soul , That what it wishes , wishes ardently . I should believe you hated , had you power To love ...
... poor with aught but thanks to pay such blessings ! Osman . Not so - I love , and would be lov'd again ; Let me confess it : I possess a soul , That what it wishes , wishes ardently . I should believe you hated , had you power To love ...
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... poor lost sufferer to thy rage . Osman . Thy sister ! Lusignan her father ! Selima ! heaven Would blush , should I forbear : now , Zara , now ! [ Drops the Dagger . I must not , cannot strike , the starting steel , Inwilling , flies my ...
... poor lost sufferer to thy rage . Osman . Thy sister ! Lusignan her father ! Selima ! heaven Would blush , should I forbear : now , Zara , now ! [ Drops the Dagger . I must not , cannot strike , the starting steel , Inwilling , flies my ...
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... poor Norval . Lady R. Know'st thou these gems ? Nor . Durst I believe mine eyes , I'd say I knew them , and they were my father's . Lady R. Thy father's , say'st thou ? Ah , they were thy father's ! But did my sire surpass the rest of ...
... poor Norval . Lady R. Know'st thou these gems ? Nor . Durst I believe mine eyes , I'd say I knew them , and they were my father's . Lady R. Thy father's , say'st thou ? Ah , they were thy father's ! But did my sire surpass the rest of ...
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British Theatre: Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, & Farces, from the ... Owen Williams (an Englishman) Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1831 |
British Theatre Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, from the ... Owen Williams Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1831 |
British Theatre Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, from the ... Owen Williams Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1831 |
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Andromache art thou Belvidera better brother Capt captain Castalio Cato Ceph Cham Char Charles Colin dare daughter dear death DOCTOR DRUID Enter Eudocia Eumenes Exeunt Exit eyes Fain father fear fellow fool fortune gentleman give hand happy hear heart heaven Honey honour hope husband Juba Lady F Lady W ladyship leave live look Lord Lucy madam marriage marry matter mean Mirabell Miss never Oakly on't Osman pardon passion Pescara Polydore poor pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus Re-enter ruin Rusport Sackbut SCENE Serg servant Sfor Sir F Sir G sir John sister soul speak Ster Stuke sure swear sword Syphax tears tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought twas twill villain virtue what's wife wish woman wretch young Zara Zounds
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Side 13 - 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 361 - I'm out of humour, without giving a reason; to have my closet inviolate; to be sole empress of my tea-table, which you must never presume to approach without first asking leave; and lastly, wherever I am, you shall always knock at the door before you come in. These articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into a wife.
Side 189 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
Side 487 - Here we live in an old rumbling mansion, that looks for all the world like an inn, but that we never see company. Our best visitors are old Mrs. Oddfish, the...
Side 362 - ... tea-table talk— such as mending of fashions, spoiling reputations, railing at absent friends, and so forth— but that on no account you encroach upon the men's prerogative, and presume to drink healths, or toast fellows...
Side 13 - 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.
Side 362 - ... to the play in a mask - then bring you home in a pretended fright, when you think you shall be found out - and rail at me for missing the play, and disappointing the frolic which you had to pick me up and prove my constancy.
Side 360 - I'll give the first impression on a couch. — I won't lie neither, but loll and lean upon one elbow: with one foot a little dangling off, jogging in a thoughtful way — yes — and then as soon as he appears, start, ay, start and be surprised, and rise to meet him in a pretty disorder — yes — O, nothing is more alluring than a levee from a couch, in some confusion: — it shows the foot to advantage, and furnishes with blushes, and recomposing airs beyond comparison.
Side 13 - 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 111 - I pass'd this very moment by thy doors, And found them guarded by a troop of villains ; The sons of public rapine were destroying. They told me, by the sentence of the law, They had commission to seize all thy fortune : Nay, more, Priuli's cruel hand had sign'd it. Here stood a ruffian with a horrid face, Lording it o'er a pile of massy plate, Tumbled into a heap for public sale ; There was another making villanous jests At thy undoing: he had ta'en possession Of all thy ancient, most domestic ornaments,...