The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Mrs. Inchbald Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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Strana 37
... queens ! With what assurance do they tread the crowd ! Oh ! for a taste of such majestic beauty , Which none but my hot veins are fit ť engage ; Nor are my wishes desp'rate ; for ev'n now , During the banquet , I observ'd their glances ...
... queens ! With what assurance do they tread the crowd ! Oh ! for a taste of such majestic beauty , Which none but my hot veins are fit ť engage ; Nor are my wishes desp'rate ; for ev'n now , During the banquet , I observ'd their glances ...
Strana 76
... queen , mark that ; Cordelia shall be queen ; winds catch the sound , And bear it on your rosy wings to heav'n , Cordelia is a queen . Enter EDGAR , with GLOSTER . Alb . Look , sir , where pious Edgar comes , Leading his eyeless father ...
... queen , mark that ; Cordelia shall be queen ; winds catch the sound , And bear it on your rosy wings to heav'n , Cordelia is a queen . Enter EDGAR , with GLOSTER . Alb . Look , sir , where pious Edgar comes , Leading his eyeless father ...
Strana 77
... queen . Speak , is not that the noble , suff'ring , Edgar ? Glost . My pious son , more dear than my lost eyes . Lear . I wrong'd him too ; but here's the fair amends . Edg . Your leave , my liege , for an unwelcome mes- sage : Edmund ...
... queen . Speak , is not that the noble , suff'ring , Edgar ? Glost . My pious son , more dear than my lost eyes . Lear . I wrong'd him too ; but here's the fair amends . Edg . Your leave , my liege , for an unwelcome mes- sage : Edmund ...
Strana 5
... queen , and sent it down the river , to tell his mother , " & c . Whoever Cloten was , or whatever ill he might threaten , -yet , for the author to make this youthful forester lay his foolish enemy dead at his feet , and then be ...
... queen , and sent it down the river , to tell his mother , " & c . Whoever Cloten was , or whatever ill he might threaten , -yet , for the author to make this youthful forester lay his foolish enemy dead at his feet , and then be ...
Strana 6
... Treby . PISANIO IACHIMO Mr. Barrymore . CAIUS LUCIUS Mr. Cooke . VARUS Mr. Evans . PHILARIO LEWIS Mr. Sparks . QUEEN Mrs. Sparks . IMOGEN Mrs. Young . HELEN Miss Campbell . Mrs. St. Leger , Miss Smith . Miss Waddy . DRAMATIS PERSONE. ...
... Treby . PISANIO IACHIMO Mr. Barrymore . CAIUS LUCIUS Mr. Cooke . VARUS Mr. Evans . PHILARIO LEWIS Mr. Sparks . QUEEN Mrs. Sparks . IMOGEN Mrs. Young . HELEN Miss Campbell . Mrs. St. Leger , Miss Smith . Miss Waddy . DRAMATIS PERSONE. ...
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Strana 40 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Strana 8 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roar'd ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried,
Strana 41 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying...
Strana 20 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Strana 24 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Strana 9 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Strana 10 - Things that do sound so fair? — 1' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show ? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal ; to me you speak not ; If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, (1) A man forbid, — one under a curse, accursed. Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours nor your hate.
Strana 24 - I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Strana 22 - When Duncan is asleep, (Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains Will I with wine and wassel so convince, That memory, the warder of the brain, Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason A limbeck only : When in swinish sleep Their drenched natures lie, as in a death, What cannot you and I perform upon Th' unguarded Duncan ? what not put upon.
Strana 19 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting. martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.