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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... thou'st learn't to rail . Luc . I've learnt to weep : That lesson my sad mistress often gives me : By day she seeks ... thou'lt spoil thy pretty face with crying , And thou hast beauty that may make thy fortune : 240 Some keeping ...
... thou'st learn't to rail . Luc . I've learnt to weep : That lesson my sad mistress often gives me : By day she seeks ... thou'lt spoil thy pretty face with crying , And thou hast beauty that may make thy fortune : 240 Some keeping ...
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... thou fled'st . Loth . Ha ! fled from thee ? Hor . Thou fled'st , and guilt was on thee , like a thief , A pilferer , descry'd in some dark corner , Who there had lodg'd , with mischievous intent , To rob and ravage at the hour of rest ...
... thou fled'st . Loth . Ha ! fled from thee ? Hor . Thou fled'st , and guilt was on thee , like a thief , A pilferer , descry'd in some dark corner , Who there had lodg'd , with mischievous intent , To rob and ravage at the hour of rest ...
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... thou art he . Hor . I hold thee base enough To break through law , and spurn at sacred order , And do a brutal injury like this . Yet mark me well , young lord ; I think Calista Too nice , too noble , and too great of soul , To be the ...
... thou art he . Hor . I hold thee base enough To break through law , and spurn at sacred order , And do a brutal injury like this . Yet mark me well , young lord ; I think Calista Too nice , too noble , and too great of soul , To be the ...
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... thou should'st dare provoke me unchastis'd ? But henceforth , boy , I warn thee , shun my walks . If in the bounds of yon forbidden place Again thou'rt found , expect a punishment , Such as great souls , impatient of an injury , Exact ...
... thou should'st dare provoke me unchastis'd ? But henceforth , boy , I warn thee , shun my walks . If in the bounds of yon forbidden place Again thou'rt found , expect a punishment , Such as great souls , impatient of an injury , Exact ...
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... thou by that paper ? What contrivance Hast thou been forging to deceive my father ; To turn his heart against his wretched daughter , That Altamont and thou may share his wealth ? A wrong like this will make me ev'n forget The weakness ...
... thou by that paper ? What contrivance Hast thou been forging to deceive my father ; To turn his heart against his wretched daughter , That Altamont and thou may share his wealth ? A wrong like this will make me ev'n forget The weakness ...
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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.