Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Том 3John Bell and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
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... god - like father's arms ; Before that country , which he long had serv'd In watchful councils , and in winter - camps , Had cast off his white age to want and wretchedness , And made their court to faction by his ruin . THE ...
... god - like father's arms ; Before that country , which he long had serv'd In watchful councils , and in winter - camps , Had cast off his white age to want and wretchedness , And made their court to faction by his ruin . THE ...
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... god , Enthusiastic passion swell'd her breast , Enlarg'd her voice , and ruffled all her form . Proud and disdainful of the love I proffer'd . She call'd me Villain ! Monster ! Base Betrayer ! At last , in very bitterness of soul , With ...
... god , Enthusiastic passion swell'd her breast , Enlarg'd her voice , and ruffled all her form . Proud and disdainful of the love I proffer'd . She call'd me Villain ! Monster ! Base Betrayer ! At last , in very bitterness of soul , With ...
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... . [ Exit . LOTHARIO and CALISTA discovered . Loth . Weep not , my fair ; but let the God of Love Laugh in thy eyes , and revel in thy heart , Kindle again his torch , and hold it high , 58 A & t IV . THE FAIR PENITENT .
... . [ Exit . LOTHARIO and CALISTA discovered . Loth . Weep not , my fair ; but let the God of Love Laugh in thy eyes , and revel in thy heart , Kindle again his torch , and hold it high , 58 A & t IV . THE FAIR PENITENT .
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... God ! What had I done to merit such affliction ? Anna . My dearest lady ! many a tale of tears I've listen'd to ; but never did I hear A tale so sad as this . Lady R. In the first days Of my distracting grief , I found myself- 300 As ...
... God ! What had I done to merit such affliction ? Anna . My dearest lady ! many a tale of tears I've listen'd to ; but never did I hear A tale so sad as this . Lady R. In the first days Of my distracting grief , I found myself- 300 As ...
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... God , whose ministers good angels are , Hath shut the book , in mercy to mankind ; But we must leave this theme : Glenalvon comes : I saw him bend on you his thoughtful eyes , And hitherwards he slowly stalks his way . Lady R. I will ...
... God , whose ministers good angels are , Hath shut the book , in mercy to mankind ; But we must leave this theme : Glenalvon comes : I saw him bend on you his thoughtful eyes , And hitherwards he slowly stalks his way . Lady R. I will ...
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Стр. 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...
Стр. 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.
Стр. 78 - When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 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.