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Page 102 - They turn'd upon him: but his active arm Struck to the ground, from whence they rose no more, The fiercest two; the others fled amain, And left him master of the bloody field. Speak, Lady Randolph : upon Beauty's tongue Dwell accents pleasing to the brave and bold. Speak, noble dame, and thank him for thy lord.
Page 175 - And dost thou know me? Slave! DUM. Yes, thou proud lord! I know thee well, know thee with each advantage Which wealth, or power, or noble birth can give thee. I know thee, too, for one who stains those honours, And blots a long illustrious line of ancestry, By poorly daring thus to wrong a woman.
Page 164 - How few, like thee, inquire the wretched out, And court the offices of soft Humanity ? Like thee reserve their raiment for the naked, Reach out their bread to feed the crying orphan, Or mix their pitying tears with those that weep ? Thy praise deserves a better tongue than mine, To speak and bless thy name.
Page 199 - Supply the place of time and preparation, And arm me for the blow. Tis but to die; 'Tis but to venture on that common hazard Which many a time in battle I have run; 'Tis but to do what, at that very moment, In many nations of the peopled earth, A thousand and a thousand shall do with me...
Page 118 - Tis that I mean : There dwells a man of venerable age, Who in my father's service spent his youth : Tell him I sent thee, and with him remain, Till I shall call upon thee to declare, Before the king and nobles, what thou now To me hast told. No more but this, and thou Shalt live in honour all thy future days...
Page 120 - To any likeness my so sudden favour: But now I long to see his face again, Examine every feature, and find out The lineaments of DOUGLAS, or my own. But most of all I long to let him know Who his true parents are, to clasp his neck, And tell him all the story of his father. ANNA With wary caution you must bear yourself In public, lest your tenderness break forth, And in observers stir conjectures strange.
Page 114 - One stormy night, as I remember well, The wind and rain beat hard upon our roof: Red came the river down, and loud and oft The angry spirit of the water shriek'd.
Page 217 - And yet thy Goodness turns aside to Pity me ! Alas! There may be danger, get thee gone! Let me not pull a Ruin on thy Head ! Leave me to die alone, for I am fall'n Never to rise, and all Relief is vain.