The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Svazek 2Lewis A. Lewis, 1830 |
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Strana 70
... , that swells With sudden gusts , and sinks as soon in calms , The sport of passions : -but Sempronius comes : He must not find this softness hanging on me . [ Exit . SCENE II . SEMPRONIUS , PORTIUS . SEMP . Conspiracies 70 CATO .
... , that swells With sudden gusts , and sinks as soon in calms , The sport of passions : -but Sempronius comes : He must not find this softness hanging on me . [ Exit . SCENE II . SEMPRONIUS , PORTIUS . SEMP . Conspiracies 70 CATO .
Strana 71
... SEMP . Not all the pomp and majesty of Rome Can raise her senate more than Cato's presence . His virtues render our assembly awful , They strike with something like religious fear , And make even Cæsar tremble at the head Of armies ...
... SEMP . Not all the pomp and majesty of Rome Can raise her senate more than Cato's presence . His virtues render our assembly awful , They strike with something like religious fear , And make even Cæsar tremble at the head Of armies ...
Strana 72
Joseph Addison. SEMP . The more I see the wonders of thy race , The more I'm charm'd . Thou must take heed , my Portius ! The world has all its eyes on Cato's son . Thy father's merit sets thee up to view , And shows thee in the fairest ...
Joseph Addison. SEMP . The more I see the wonders of thy race , The more I'm charm'd . Thou must take heed , my Portius ! The world has all its eyes on Cato's son . Thy father's merit sets thee up to view , And shows thee in the fairest ...
Strana 73
... SEMP . Believe me , Syphax , there's no time to waste ; Even whilst we speak our conqueror comes on , And gathers ground upon us every moment . Alas ! thou know'st not Cæsar's active soul , With what a dreadful course he rushes on From ...
... SEMP . Believe me , Syphax , there's no time to waste ; Even whilst we speak our conqueror comes on , And gathers ground upon us every moment . Alas ! thou know'st not Cæsar's active soul , With what a dreadful course he rushes on From ...
Strana 74
... SEMP . Let me alone , good Syphax , I'll conceal My thoughts in passion ( ' tis the surest way ) ; I'll bellow out for Rome and for my country , And mouth at Cæsar till I shake the senate . Your cold hypocrisy's a stale device , A worn ...
... SEMP . Let me alone , good Syphax , I'll conceal My thoughts in passion ( ' tis the surest way ) ; I'll bellow out for Rome and for my country , And mouth at Cæsar till I shake the senate . Your cold hypocrisy's a stale device , A worn ...
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ABIG Abigail Alcibiades arms beats Behold believe blood bower Cæsar Cato Cato's charms COACH conjurer dear death DECIUS dost thou dreadful drum duke of Anjou Enter Exit eyes fair fancy FANT Fantome fate father fear friends GARD ghost give gods GRID GRIDELINE grief hand hear heart heaven ho--nour honour husband JUBA KING LADY liberty live Look ye lover LUCIA LUCIUS madam maid MARCIA MARCUS marry master never night nonsense Numidian o'er passion Pharsalia PORTIUS Pray prince Prithee QUEEN rage riddle rise Roman Roman senate Rome Rosamond SCENE secret SEMP Sempronius senate servants SIR GEORGE SIR TRUSTY sorrow soul Spanish monarchy speak stand steward sword SYPHAX talk tears tell thee Theophrastus Thou art thou hast thought thousand pound TINSEL Utica VELLUM virtue vows widow woes woman word wouldst young youth Сато
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Strana 56 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind in conscious virtue bold, " Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Strana 121 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? 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.
Strana 118 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...
Strana 120 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Strana 122 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Strana 57 - A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state! While Cato gives his little senate laws, What bosom beats not in his country's cause?
Strana 82 - Utica, And at the head of your own little senate; You don't now thunder in the capitol, With all the mouths of Rome to second you. Cato. Let him consider that, who drives us hither, 'Tis Caesar's sword has made Rome's senate little, And thinned its ranks. Alas! thy dazzled eye Beholds this man in a false, glaring light, Which conquest, and success...
Strana 94 - tis no matter, we shall do without him. He'll make a pretty figure in a triumph, And serve to trip before the victor's chariot. Syphax, I now may hope thou hast forsook Thy Juba's cause, and wishest Marcia mine.
Strana 78 - 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 throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Strana 95 - So, where our wide Numidian wastes extend, Sudden, th' impetuous hurricanes descend, Wheel through the air, in circling eddies play, Tear up the sands, and sweep whole plains away. The helpless traveller, with wild surprise, Sees the dry desert all around him rise, And smother'd in the dusty whirlwind dies.