The Miscellaneous Works: In Verse and Prose, of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Esq; in Three Volumes. With Some Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. By Mr. Tickell |
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Let me appear , great Sir , I pray , Methodical in what I fay . KING . Where is my love , O tell me where ! Sir TRUST Y. For when we have a Prince's ear , We should have wit , To know what's fit For us to fpeak , and him to hear ...
Let me appear , great Sir , I pray , Methodical in what I fay . KING . Where is my love , O tell me where ! Sir TRUST Y. For when we have a Prince's ear , We should have wit , To know what's fit For us to fpeak , and him to hear ...
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My pray'rs and wishes always fhall attend The friends of Rome , the glorious caufe of virtue , And men approv'd of by the gods and Cato . JUBA That Juba may deserve thy pious cares , I'll gaze for ever on thy godlike father ...
My pray'rs and wishes always fhall attend The friends of Rome , the glorious caufe of virtue , And men approv'd of by the gods and Cato . JUBA That Juba may deserve thy pious cares , I'll gaze for ever on thy godlike father ...
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... Where the great Cenfor toil'd with his own hands , And all our frugal ancestors were bless'd In humble virtues , and a rural life . ' There live retired , pray for the peace of Rome , Content thyself to be obfcurely good .
... Where the great Cenfor toil'd with his own hands , And all our frugal ancestors were bless'd In humble virtues , and a rural life . ' There live retired , pray for the peace of Rome , Content thyself to be obfcurely good .
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PORTIU S. O let the pray'rs , th ' intreaties of your friends , Their tears , their common danger , wreft it from you . CATO . Would't thou betray me ? Would'st thou give me up A flave , a captive , into C¿far's hands ?
PORTIU S. O let the pray'rs , th ' intreaties of your friends , Their tears , their common danger , wreft it from you . CATO . Would't thou betray me ? Would'st thou give me up A flave , a captive , into C¿far's hands ?
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Nay , nay , pray come out , the enemy's fled -- I must speak with you immediately don't ftay to beat a parley . [ The back scene opens and difcovers Fantome with a drum . FANDear Mrs. Nabby , I have overheard all that has been The ...
Nay , nay , pray come out , the enemy's fled -- I must speak with you immediately don't ftay to beat a parley . [ The back scene opens and difcovers Fantome with a drum . FANDear Mrs. Nabby , I have overheard all that has been The ...
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ABIGA ABIGA L Abigal Afide appear arms bear behold believe better blood BUTLER Cato Cato's charms COACHMAN comes Conjurer court dead dear death doft drum Enter ev'ry Exit eyes fair fall fame fancy Fantome fate father fear fhall fhould follow fome foul friends ftand ftill fuch GARDINER give gods GRIDELINE grief hand head hear heard heart heav'n hope houſe JUBA KING LADY laft legs live loft look LUCIA LUCIUS Madam mafter Marcia Marcus means muft muſt nature never once paffion pains perfon poor Portius Pray Prince QUEEN rife Roman Rome SCENE SEMPRONIUS ſhall Sir GEORGE Sir TRUSTY Syphax talk tears tell thee theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought TINSEL true turn VELLU virtue whole woman young
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Page 154 - 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 155 - ... 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 — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Page 154 - Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into...
Page 92 - Which of the two to chuse, slavery or death ! No, let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And, at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng'd legions, and charge home upon him. Perhaps some arm, more lucky than the rest, May reach his heart, and free the world from bondage.
Page 137 - Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures ? I hear the sound of feet ! they march this way ! Let us retire, and try if we can drown Each softer thought in sense of present danger. When love once pleads admission to our hearts (In spite of all the virtue we can boast) The woman that deliberates is lost.
Page 150 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...
Page 305 - If it affirms any thing, you cannot lay hold of it ; or if it denies, you cannot confute it. In a word, there are greater depths and obscurities, greater intricacies and perplexities, in an elaborate and well-written piece of nonsense, than in the most abstruse and profound tract of school-divinity.
Page 132 - Remember, O my friends, the laws, the rights, The generous plan of power deliver'd down, From age to age, by your renown'd forefathers, (So dearly bought, the price of so much blood) O let it never perish in your hands ! But piously transmit it to your children.
Page 153 - There the brave youth, with love of virtue fired, Who greatly in his country's cause expired, Shall know he conquered. The firm patriot there, (Who made the welfare of mankind his care) Though still, by faction, vice, and fortune crost, Shall find the generous labor was not lost.
Page 125 - Thus o'er the dying lamp th' unsteady flame Hangs quivering on a point, leaps off by fits, And falls again, as loth to quit its hold. — Thou must not go, my soul still hovers o'er thee, And can't get loose.