The British Drama: pt. 1-2. TragediesWilliam Miller, printed by James Ballantyne, 1804 |
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Strana 11
... virtue ? Stra . Oh , call the bride , my lord Amintor , That we may see her blush , and turn her eyes down . Amin . Evadne ! Evad . [ within . ] My lord ! Amin . Come forth , my love ! Your brothers do attend to wish you joy . Evad . I ...
... virtue ? Stra . Oh , call the bride , my lord Amintor , That we may see her blush , and turn her eyes down . Amin . Evadne ! Evad . [ within . ] My lord ! Amin . Come forth , my love ! Your brothers do attend to wish you joy . Evad . I ...
Strana 17
... virtue : Seek a kindred ' Mongst sensual beasts , and make a goat thy brother ; A goat is cooler . Will you tell me yet ? Evad . If you stay here and rail thus , I shall tell you , I'll have you whipped ! get you to your command , And ...
... virtue : Seek a kindred ' Mongst sensual beasts , and make a goat thy brother ; A goat is cooler . Will you tell me yet ? Evad . If you stay here and rail thus , I shall tell you , I'll have you whipped ! get you to your command , And ...
Strana 21
... virtue of My arm . This sword of mine hath plowed the ground , And reaped the fruit in peace ; And you yourself have lived at home in ease . So terrible I grew , that , without swords , My name hath fetched you conquest : And my heart ...
... virtue of My arm . This sword of mine hath plowed the ground , And reaped the fruit in peace ; And you yourself have lived at home in ease . So terrible I grew , that , without swords , My name hath fetched you conquest : And my heart ...
Strana 39
... virtue , but will second your attempts . Phi . How honourable is this love in you To me , that have deserved none ? Know , my friends , ( You , that were born to shame your poor Philaster With too much courtesy ) I could afford To melt ...
... virtue , but will second your attempts . Phi . How honourable is this love in you To me , that have deserved none ? Know , my friends , ( You , that were born to shame your poor Philaster With too much courtesy ) I could afford To melt ...
Strana 47
... virtue ! It was I , that hurt the princess . Place me , some god , upon a pyramid ! Higher than hills of earth , and ... virtues thou hast shown , With perjury . By all that's good , ' twas I ! You know , she stood betwixt me and my ...
... virtue ! It was I , that hurt the princess . Place me , some god , upon a pyramid ! Higher than hills of earth , and ... virtues thou hast shown , With perjury . By all that's good , ' twas I ! You know , she stood betwixt me and my ...
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Acast Alex Amin Amintor arms Bajazet Beaumel bless blood brave Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Char Cleo Cleon Cleopatra Cleora curse dare Daugh dear death DECIUS Dion Diph DIPHILUS dost thou Drusius Enter Evad Evadne Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fate father fear fortune give gods grief hand hate hath hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope Juba Judas kill king kiss lady Leost Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam ne'er Nennius never noble o'er peace Petillius Philaster Photinus pity POLYPERCHON Pompey prince Ptol Ptolomy Pyrrhus queen revenge Roch Roman Romont ruin SCENE scorn shew slave soldier sorrow soul speak Suet sweet sword Syphax tears tell thee thou art thou hast thought Thra Timag Twas Vent virtue weep wilt wretched wrong
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Strana 13 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Strana 198 - O'er fourscore thousand men, of whom each one Is braver than himself ? Vent. You conquered for him ; Philippi knows it : there you shared with him That empire, which your sword made all your own. Ant. Fool that I was ! upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren till I was tired with soaring, And now he mounts above me.
Strana 279 - And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Strana 248 - Redeemed her life with half the loss of mine; Like a rich conquest in one hand I bore her, And with the other...
Strana 56 - and dressed myself In habit of a boy; and, for I knew My birth no match for you, I was past hope Of having you; and, understanding well That when I made discovery of my sex I...
Strana 347 - Marcia tow'rs above her sex : True, she is fair, (oh how divinely fair !) But still the lovely maid improves her charms With inward greatness, unaffected wisdom, And sanctity of manners.
Strana 203 - Was not thy fury quite disarmed with wonder? Didst thou not shrink behind me from those eyes And whisper in my ear — Oh, tell her not That I accused her with my brother's death ? DOLA.
Strana 195 - They said they would not fight for Cleopatra. Why should they fight indeed, to make her conquer, And make you more a slave ? to gain you kingdoms, Which, for a kiss, at your next midnight feast, You'll sell to her ? Then she new-names her jewels, And calls this diamond such or such a tax ; Each pendant in her ear shall be a province.
Strana 347 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire: Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Strana 279 - Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart.