The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Mrs. Inchbald Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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Sida 9
... Heph . Lend me thy sword , thou father of the war , Thou far - famed guard of Alexander's life : Curse on this weak , unexecuting arm ! Lend it , old Clytus , to redeem my fame ; Lysimachus is brave , and else will scorn me . Lys ...
... Heph . Lend me thy sword , thou father of the war , Thou far - famed guard of Alexander's life : Curse on this weak , unexecuting arm ! Lend it , old Clytus , to redeem my fame ; Lysimachus is brave , and else will scorn me . Lys ...
Sida 10
... Heph . And cure the bleeding wounds my honour bears . Clyt . Some properer time ! ' tis false - no hour is proper ; No time should see a brave man do amiss.- Say , what's the noble cause of all this madness , What vast ambition blows ...
... Heph . And cure the bleeding wounds my honour bears . Clyt . Some properer time ! ' tis false - no hour is proper ; No time should see a brave man do amiss.- Say , what's the noble cause of all this madness , What vast ambition blows ...
Sida 11
... Heph . In his heart . Clyt . Well said , young minion ! -I indeed forgot To whom I spoke - But Sysigambis comes : Now is your time , for with her comes an idol , That claims homage . — I'll attend the king , [ Exit . Enter SYSIGAM BIS ...
... Heph . In his heart . Clyt . Well said , young minion ! -I indeed forgot To whom I spoke - But Sysigambis comes : Now is your time , for with her comes an idol , That claims homage . — I'll attend the king , [ Exit . Enter SYSIGAM BIS ...
Sida 12
... Heph . A blessing like the beauteous Parisatis Whole years of service , and the world's wide empire , With all the blood , that circles in our veins , Can never merit , therefore in my favour I begged the king to interpose his interest ...
... Heph . A blessing like the beauteous Parisatis Whole years of service , and the world's wide empire , With all the blood , that circles in our veins , Can never merit , therefore in my favour I begged the king to interpose his interest ...
Sida 13
... Heph . Madam , I know not ; but Cassander comes ; He may perhaps inform us . Sys . I would shun him : Something there is , I know not why , that shocks me , Something my nature shrinks at , when I see him . Enter CASSANDER . [ Exeunt ...
... Heph . Madam , I know not ; but Cassander comes ; He may perhaps inform us . Sys . I would shun him : Something there is , I know not why , that shocks me , Something my nature shrinks at , when I see him . Enter CASSANDER . [ Exeunt ...
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The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at ..., Volym 6 Mrs. Inchbald Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1824 |
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1808 |
The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays which are Acted at ..., Volym 6 Mrs. Inchbald Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1808 |
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Alex Alexander ALEXAS Allw ALTEA Amble Antony brave Caca Cæsar Cassander Cleo Cleopatra Clyt Clytus command Constantia cozen'd dare dear death Dolabella Don Frederick Don John dost Duke Enter DON Estif ESTIFANIA EUMENES Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell fear fellow fool Fred gentleman give Greedy hear heart Heaven Heph Hephestion honest honour hope husband i'th Juan JUAN DE CASTRO king LADY ALLWORTH Land leave Leon live look lord Lord Lovell lov'd Lysimachus madam MARALL Marg MARGARITA married mistress mother ne'er never noble o'er Octavia on't pardon Parisatis Perdiccas Peter Petr PETRUCHIO POLYPERCHON Pr'ythee pray queen Roxana SCENE Sir G Sir Giles Overreach soldier soul speak Stat Statira sure sweet sword tell thank thee There's thing thou art thou hast Twas Vent Ventidius WATCHALL Wellb Wellborn what's wife woman word young
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Sida 79 - Well. This rage is vain, sir ; For fighting, fear not, you shall have your hands full, Upon the least incitement ; and whereas You charge me with a debt of a thousand pounds, If there be law, (howe'er you have no conscience,) Either restore my land, or I'll recover A debt, that's truly due to me from you, In value ten times more than what you challenge. Over. I in thy debt ! O impudence ! did I not purchase The land left by thy father...
Sida 26 - With ardour too heroic, on his foes, Fall down, as she would do, before his feet; Lie in his way, and stop the paths of death. Tell him, this god is not invulnerable; That absent Cleopatra bleeds in him; And, that you may remember her petition, She begs you wear these trifles, as a pawn, Which, at your wished return, she will redeem [Gives jewels to the Commanders.
Sida 7 - Of mimic'd statesmen and their merry king. No wit to flatter left of all his store! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends.
Sida 15 - It sits too near you. Ant. Here, here it lies; a lump of lead by day, And, in my short, distracted, nightly slumbers, The hag that rifles my dreams Vent.
Sida 25 - And yet she begs not now, you would not leave her; That were a wish too mighty for her hopes, Too presuming For her low fortune, and your ebbing love; That were a wish for her more prosperous days, Her blooming beauty, and your growing kindness.
Sida 13 - tis my birthday, and I'll keep it With double pomp of sadness. Tis what the day deserves, which gave me breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downward To be trod out by Caesar?
Sida 36 - I know, sir, you have conquered against odds ; But still you draw supplies from one poor town, And of Egyptians: he has all the world, And, at his beck, nations come pouring in, To fill the gaps you make.
Sida 24 - Sir, we lose time ; the troops are mounted all. ANT. Then give the word to march : I long to leave this prison of a town, To join thy legions ; and, in open field, Once more to show my face. Lead, my deliverer.
Sida 29 - twas only love : The suns were wearied out with looking on, And I untired with loving. I saw you every day, and all the day ; And every day was still but as the first, So eager was I still to see you more. VENT.
Sida 21 - Which shows the cause deserved it. Moderate sorrow Fits vulgar love, and for a vulgar man: But I have loved with such transcendent passion, I soared, at first, quite out of reason's view, And now am lost above it.