The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, Volume 2William Miller, 1811 |
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Page 52
... doubt expire : But , whence this transport of reviving woe ? Recite the series of your fate at large . Arsi . When Anto y and Cæsar found the globe Too narrow , to suffice the boundless views Of two such mighty spirits , my virgin - vow ...
... doubt expire : But , whence this transport of reviving woe ? Recite the series of your fate at large . Arsi . When Anto y and Cæsar found the globe Too narrow , to suffice the boundless views Of two such mighty spirits , my virgin - vow ...
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... Doubt not my care ; Read , hear thy lot . [ Pulls out his tablets . Sam . Make Sameas chamberlain- How can I e'er discharge so vast a debt Of gratitude ! Soh . How ? Should affairs require Thy hand , it would not shrink to cut a throat ...
... Doubt not my care ; Read , hear thy lot . [ Pulls out his tablets . Sam . Make Sameas chamberlain- How can I e'er discharge so vast a debt Of gratitude ! Soh . How ? Should affairs require Thy hand , it would not shrink to cut a throat ...
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... doubt yourself the worship'd shrine Of his fond soul , and treasure of his joys . Mar. To dissipate my doubt , recite the whole , Without evasions . Arsi . When he went to Rhodes , He thus to Sohemus his charge address'd . If I to ...
... doubt yourself the worship'd shrine Of his fond soul , and treasure of his joys . Mar. To dissipate my doubt , recite the whole , Without evasions . Arsi . When he went to Rhodes , He thus to Sohemus his charge address'd . If I to ...
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... doubt not but Sohemus- Her . Thou nam'st the very scorpion which hath stung The centre of my heart . Pher . Then make his blood Balm for the wound . Her . The wound admits no cure ! Nor reason , nor the healing hand of time , Can bring ...
... doubt not but Sohemus- Her . Thou nam'st the very scorpion which hath stung The centre of my heart . Pher . Then make his blood Balm for the wound . Her . The wound admits no cure ! Nor reason , nor the healing hand of time , Can bring ...
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... doubt your prudence . Mar. Sir , I find myself unfit for conversation ; I should but increase the number of the company , without adding to their satisfaction . Thor . Nay , my child , this melancholy must not be indulged . Mar. Company ...
... doubt your prudence . Mar. Sir , I find myself unfit for conversation ; I should but increase the number of the company , without adding to their satisfaction . Thor . Nay , my child , this melancholy must not be indulged . Mar. Company ...
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Common terms and phrases
arms art thou Arvida Athelwold bear Beauf behold bless blood bosom brave breast brother Cali Caractacus Char charms crime cruel curse dæmon dare dear death deed dost thou dread druid Dumnorix Dymas e'er Ebran Elfrida ELIDURUS Eliz Enob Enter Essex Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith fate father fear fond give Glan grief guilt hand hath hear heart Heaven honour hope Horatia horror hour Irene king Lady live look lord madam mercy murder ne'er never o'er Palmira passion peace Perseus Pharasmanes pity prince queen rage revenge Rhad Rhadamistus Roman Rome ruin SCENE scorn Selim shame Sifroy slave smiles sorrow soul speak Stuke sword tears tell thee thine thou art thought throne Timur tremble truth Twas tyrant vengeance Venusia virtue weep woes wretch youth Zamti Zaph Zuph
Popular passages
Page 580 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe...
Page 580 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 583 - Yet should I try, the uncontrolled worth Of this pure cause would kindle my rapt spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence...
Page 579 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
Page 584 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Page 576 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Page 576 - Be it not done in pride, or in presumption. Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog, or fire, by lake, or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Page 574 - Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence; How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night At every fall smoothing the raven down Of Darkness till it smiled...
Page 582 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
Page 584 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.