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... true , Melantius ; He might not come , till the solemnity Of this great match was past . Diph . Have you heard of it ? Mel . Yes . I have given cause to those , that Envy my deeds abroad , to call me gamesome : I have no other business ...
... true , Melantius ; He might not come , till the solemnity Of this great match was past . Diph . Have you heard of it ? Mel . Yes . I have given cause to those , that Envy my deeds abroad , to call me gamesome : I have no other business ...
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... true : [ Exeunt . My love was false , but I was firm From my hour of birth . Upon my buried body lie Lightly , gentle earth ! Evad . Fie on it , madam ! the words are so strange , they are able to make one dream of hob- goblins . I ...
... true : [ Exeunt . My love was false , but I was firm From my hour of birth . Upon my buried body lie Lightly , gentle earth ! Evad . Fie on it , madam ! the words are so strange , they are able to make one dream of hob- goblins . I ...
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... true to me . So with my prayers I leave you , and must try Some yet unpractised way to grieve and die . [ Ërit . Duba . Come , ladies , will you go ? Omnes . Good night , my lord . Amin . Much happiness unto you all ! [ Exeunt ladies ...
... true to me . So with my prayers I leave you , and must try Some yet unpractised way to grieve and die . [ Ërit . Duba . Come , ladies , will you go ? Omnes . Good night , my lord . Amin . Much happiness unto you all ! [ Exeunt ladies ...
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... true , but the wild island . Suppose I stand upon the sea - beach now , Mine arms thus , and mine hair blown with the wind , Wild as that desart ; and let all about me Tell , that I am forsaken . Do my face ( If thou hadst ever feeling ...
... true , but the wild island . Suppose I stand upon the sea - beach now , Mine arms thus , and mine hair blown with the wind , Wild as that desart ; and let all about me Tell , that I am forsaken . Do my face ( If thou hadst ever feeling ...
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... true , thou art . Speak truth still . Evad . I have offended : Noble sir , forgive me . Mel . With what secure slave ? Evad . Do not ask me , sir : Mine own remembrance is a misery Too mighty for me . Mel . Do not fall back again : My ...
... true , thou art . Speak truth still . Evad . I have offended : Noble sir , forgive me . Mel . With what secure slave ? Evad . Do not ask me , sir : Mine own remembrance is a misery Too mighty for me . Mel . Do not fall back again : My ...
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Alon arms bear behold better bless blood brave breast bring C¿sar Cast cause comes command court curse danger dare dead dear death dost earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall false fate father fear force fortune give gods grief guard hand happy hast hate head hear heart Heaven hold honour hope hour I'll keep kill kind king lady leave live look lord lost means meet mind nature never night noble o'er once pain passion peace pity poor prince rage reason rest rise ruin SCENE scorn slave soldier sorrow soul speak stand sure sword tears tell thee thing thou art thou hast thought true truth turn virtue wait wish wretch wrong
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Page 358 - 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.
Page 358 - 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.
Page 346 - Twill never be too late To sue for chains, and own a conqueror. Why should Rome fall a moment ere her time ? No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one day's liberty: And let me perish, but, in Cato's judgment, A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Page 248 - Oh woman ! lovely woman ! Nature made thee To temper man : we had been brutes without you ! Angels are painted fair to look like you : There's in you all, that we believe of" heaven ; Amazing brightness, purity and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Page 210 - Heaven has but Our sorrow for our sins ; and then delights To pardon erring man : Sweet mercy seems Its darling attribute, which limits justice ; . • As if there were degrees in infinite, And infinite would rather want perfection,. * Than punish to extent, Ant.
Page 10 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Page 10 - To show a soul so full of misery As this sad lady's was. Do it by me, Do it again by me, the lost Aspatia ; And you shall find all true but the wild island. Suppose I stand upon the sea-beach now...
Page 191 - Nay, stop not. Ant. Antony, — Well, thou wilt have it, — like a coward, fled, Fled while his soldiers fought ; fled first, Ventidius. Thou long'st to curse me, and I give thee leave. I know thou cam'st prepared to rail. Vent. I did.
Page 276 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart.
Page 33 - Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by, made by himself, Of many several flowers, bred in the...
Bibliographic information
| Pealkiri | The British drama, 1. köide The British drama, British drama |
| Autor | British drama |
| Published | 1804 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 21 juuni 2007 |
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