The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Том 3 |
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Fools are the natural prey of knaves ; Nature designed them so , when she made
lambs for wolves . The laws , that fear and policy have framed , Nature disclaims ;
she knows but two , and those are force and cunning . The nobler law is force ...
Fools are the natural prey of knaves ; Nature designed them so , when she made
lambs for wolves . The laws , that fear and policy have framed , Nature disclaims ;
she knows but two , and those are force and cunning . The nobler law is force ...
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As ' twere a pause of nature ; on the beach No murmuring billow breaks ; the
Grecian tents Lie sunk in sleep ; no gleaming fires are seen ; AU Syracuse is
hushd ; no stir abroad , Save ever and anon the dashing oar , That beats the
sullen ...
As ' twere a pause of nature ; on the beach No murmuring billow breaks ; the
Grecian tents Lie sunk in sleep ; no gleaming fires are seen ; AU Syracuse is
hushd ; no stir abroad , Save ever and anon the dashing oar , That beats the
sullen ...
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Give me my father ; here you hold him fetter'd ; Oh ! give him to meThe touch of
nature throbb'd within your breast , Admit me to Evander ! In these caves I know
he pines in want ; let ine convey Some charitable succour to a father . Phil .
Give me my father ; here you hold him fetter'd ; Oh ! give him to meThe touch of
nature throbb'd within your breast , Admit me to Evander ! In these caves I know
he pines in want ; let ine convey Some charitable succour to a father . Phil .
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Alas! too much you over-rate your daughter; Nature and duty call'd me—Oh! my
father, How did'st thou bear thy long, long suff'rings How Endure their barb'rous
rage 2 Eva. My foes but did To this old frame what Nature's hand must do.
Alas! too much you over-rate your daughter; Nature and duty call'd me—Oh! my
father, How did'st thou bear thy long, long suff'rings How Endure their barb'rous
rage 2 Eva. My foes but did To this old frame what Nature's hand must do.
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Speak the kind word ; let not your soldier perish For one rash action by despair
occasion'd . I'll follow thus , for ever on my knees . You shall not pass . Statira , oh
, entreat him ! Alex , Oh , madam ! take her , take her from about conds God who ...
Speak the kind word ; let not your soldier perish For one rash action by despair
occasion'd . I'll follow thus , for ever on my knees . You shall not pass . Statira , oh
, entreat him ! Alex , Oh , madam ! take her , take her from about conds God who ...
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Agnes Alex Alexander arms Bates bear behold Beverley blood brave breast cause Char Charlotte child Clyt comes curses dare daughter dear death despair Douglas dread earth Enter Euphrasia Evander Exit eyes fall farewell fate father fear feel fortune give gods guard hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hence hold honour hope hour I'll kind king Lady Laura lead leave live look lord lost madam means meet mind nature never night noble o'er once passion Perhaps Phil Philotas pity poor rage Randolph reason rest rise ruin SCENE Sigismunda slave soon soul speak spirit Statira Stuke sure sword Tancred tears tell thank thee thou thought truth turn vengeance virtue Wilm wretch wrongs youth
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Стр. 2 - My name is NORVAL: on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Стр. 11 - At the dead hour of night was heard the cry Of one in jeopardy. I rose, and ran To where the circling eddy of a pool, Beneath the ford, us'd oft to bring within My reach whatever floating thing the stream Had caught.
Стр. 27 - Randolph's favour now exalts your youth Above his veterans of famous service. Let me, who know these soldiers, counsel you. Give them all honour : seem not to command ; Else they will scarcely brook your late sprung power, Which nor alliance props, nor birth adorns. Nor. Sir, I have been accustom'd all my days To hear and speak the plain and simple truth : And tho...
Стр. 19 - Water his drink, his food the shepherds' alms. I went to see him, and my heart was touch'd With reverence and pity. Mild he spake, And, entering on discourse, such stories told As made me oft revisit his sad cell. For he had been a soldier in his youth ; And fought in famous battles, when the peers Of Europe, by the bold Godfredo led, Against th' usurping infidel display'd The blessed cross, and won the Holy Land.
Стр. 48 - Thy grief wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all I wish'd for ; but I wish'd in vain. Hence with the less regret my eyes behold The storm of war that gathers o'er this land: If I should perish by the Danish sword, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady R.
Стр. 5 - Heav'n will bless so gen'rous a resolve. You must, my noble dame, exert your power . You must awake : devices will be fram'd, And arrows pointed at the breast of Norval. Lady R. Glenalvon's false and crafty head will work Against a rival in his kinsman's love, If I deter him not: I only can. Bold as he is, Glenalvon will beware How he pulls down the fabric that I raise. I'll be the artist of young Norval's fortune.
Стр. 29 - Glen. Norval, Let not our variance mar the social hour, Nor wrong the hospitality of Randolph. Nor frowning anger, nor yet wrinkled hate, Shall stain my countenance. Smooth thou thy brow : Nor let our strife disturb the gentle dame.
Стр. 11 - The needy man who has known better days, One whom distress has spited at the world, Is he whom tempting fiends would pitch upon To do such deeds, as make the prosperous men Lift up their hands, and wonder who could do them...
Стр. 26 - I shall e'er acquire a leader's name, My speech will be less ardent. Novelty Now prompts my tongue, and youthful admiration Vents itself freely ; since no part is mine Of praise pertaining to the great in arms. Glen. You wrong yourself, brave sir; your martial deeds Have rank'd you with the great.
Стр. 20 - Their valiant leader hails the noble Randolph. Lord R. Mine ancient guest ! Does he the warriors lead ? Has Denmark rous'd the brave old knight to arms?
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| Название | The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Том 3 The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Mrs. Inchbald |
| Редактор | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Издатель | Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Гарвардский университет |
| Оцифровано | 6 фев 2006 |
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