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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... wretch , Who had long since , like me , by love undone , Sought that sad place out , to despair and die in . Luc . Alas , for pity ! Cal . There I fain would hide me 20 From the base world , from malice , and from shame ; For ' tis the ...
... wretch , Who had long since , like me , by love undone , Sought that sad place out , to despair and die in . Luc . Alas , for pity ! Cal . There I fain would hide me 20 From the base world , from malice , and from shame ; For ' tis the ...
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... wretch , To sell her lady's secrets , stain her honour , And , with a forg'd contrivance , blast her virtue ? — At sight of me thou fled'st . Loth . Ha ! fled from thee ? Hor . Thou fled'st , and guilt was on thee , like a thief , A ...
... wretch , To sell her lady's secrets , stain her honour , And , with a forg'd contrivance , blast her virtue ? — At sight of me thou fled'st . Loth . Ha ! fled from thee ? Hor . Thou fled'st , and guilt was on thee , like a thief , A ...
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... wretch she is . Alas ! what needed that ? Hor . Oh ! rather say , I came to tell her how she might be happy ; To sooth the secret anguish of her soul ; To comfort that fair mourner , that forlorn one , And teach her steps to know the ...
... wretch she is . Alas ! what needed that ? Hor . Oh ! rather say , I came to tell her how she might be happy ; To sooth the secret anguish of her soul ; To comfort that fair mourner , that forlorn one , And teach her steps to know the ...
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... wretch . Cal . Death and confusion ! Have I liv'd to this ? Thus to be treated with unmanly insolence ! To be the sport of a loose ruffian's tongue ! Thus to be us'd ! thus ! like the vilest creature , That ever was a slave to vice and ...
... wretch . Cal . Death and confusion ! Have I liv'd to this ? Thus to be treated with unmanly insolence ! To be the sport of a loose ruffian's tongue ! Thus to be us'd ! thus ! like the vilest creature , That ever was a slave to vice and ...
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... my fame , And treat me like a common prostitute . Thou art perhaps confederate in his mischief , And wilt believe the legend , if he tells it . 1 Ant . Oh , impious ! what presumptuous wretch A & t III . 49 THE FAIR PENITENT .
... my fame , And treat me like a common prostitute . Thou art perhaps confederate in his mischief , And wilt believe the legend , if he tells it . 1 Ant . Oh , impious ! what presumptuous wretch A & t III . 49 THE FAIR PENITENT .
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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.