Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Volym 3John Bell and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
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... RANDOLPH GLENALVON Men . Mr. Aickin . Mr. Palmer . NORVAL STRANGER LADY RANDOLPH ANNA Mr. Kemble . Mr. Bensley . Women . Mrs. Siddons . Mrs. Ward . LORD RANDOLPH GLENALVON NORVAL DOUGLAS LADY RANDOLPH ANNA Men . Mr. Farren . Mr. Harley ...
... RANDOLPH GLENALVON Men . Mr. Aickin . Mr. Palmer . NORVAL STRANGER LADY RANDOLPH ANNA Mr. Kemble . Mr. Bensley . Women . Mrs. Siddons . Mrs. Ward . LORD RANDOLPH GLENALVON NORVAL DOUGLAS LADY RANDOLPH ANNA Men . Mr. Farren . Mr. Harley ...
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... RANDOLPH . Lady Randolph . YE woods and wilds , whose melancholy gloom Accords with my soul's sadness , and draws forth The voice of sorrow from my bursting heart , Farewel a while : I will not leave you long ; For in your shades I deem ...
... RANDOLPH . Lady Randolph . YE woods and wilds , whose melancholy gloom Accords with my soul's sadness , and draws forth The voice of sorrow from my bursting heart , Farewel a while : I will not leave you long ; For in your shades I deem ...
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... Randolph comes , whom fate has made my lord , To chide my anguish , and defraud the dead . Enter Lord RANDOLPH . Again these weeds of woe ! say , dost thou well To feed a passion which consumes thy life ? The living claim some duty ...
... Randolph comes , whom fate has made my lord , To chide my anguish , and defraud the dead . Enter Lord RANDOLPH . Again these weeds of woe ! say , dost thou well To feed a passion which consumes thy life ? The living claim some duty ...
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... Randolph , who snatch'd me from a villain's arms ; And Randolph now possesses the domains , That by Sir Malcolm's death on me devolv'd ; Domains , that should to Douglas ' son have giv'n A baron's title and a baron's power . " Such were ...
... Randolph , who snatch'd me from a villain's arms ; And Randolph now possesses the domains , That by Sir Malcolm's death on me devolv'd ; Domains , that should to Douglas ' son have giv'n A baron's title and a baron's power . " Such were ...
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... Randolph's heir ? Lady R. Because he's not the heir of Randolph's virtues . Subtle and shrewd , he offers to mankind An artificial image of himself : And he with ease can vary to the taste Of different men , its features . " Self ...
... Randolph's heir ? Lady R. Because he's not the heir of Randolph's virtues . Subtle and shrewd , he offers to mankind An artificial image of himself : And he with ease can vary to the taste Of different men , its features . " Self ...
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English ..., Volym 3 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1791 |
Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English ..., Volym 3 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1792 |
Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English ..., Volym 3 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1791 |
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Sida 79 - 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 ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ; The wide, th...
Sida 36 - 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.
Sida 78 - When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Sida 79 - 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.
Sida 34 - CATO. Let not a torrent of impetuous zeal Transport thee thus beyond the bounds of reason: True fortitude is seen in great exploits, That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides; All else is tow'ring frenzy and distraction.
Sida 33 - My voice is still for war. Gods ! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, 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 thronged legions, and charge home upon him.
Sida 79 - 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.
Sida 79 - 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. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Sida 53 - With all the strength and heats of eloquence Fraternal love and friendship can inspire. Tell her thy brother languishes to death, And fades away, and withers in his bloom...
Sida 36 - Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe. We fought and conquer'd. E're a sword was drawn, An arrow from my bow had pierc'd their chief, Who wore that day the arms which now I wear.