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" Lucius seems fond of life; but what is life? 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun; Tis to be free. When liberty is gone, Life grows insipid, and has lost its relish. "
British theatre, comprising tragedies, comedies, operas, and farces; with ... - 7. oldal
szerző: British theatre - 1830
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British Theatre: The orphan, by Thomas Otway. 1791. Cato, by Joseph Addison ...

John Bell - 1791 - 292 oldal
...account. Lucius seems fond of life ; but what is life? 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun; 'Tis to be free....sword In Caesar's bosom, and revenge my country ! By heav'ns I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile in agony. Luc. Others, perhaps, May serve their...

The Manual of Liberty, Or, Testimonies in Behalf of the Rights of Mankind ...

1795 - 432 oldal
...WHAT is life? Tis not to stalk about, and draW fresh air, From time to time, or gaze upon the sun i 'Tis to be free. When liberty is gone, Life grows insipid, and has lost its relish, * * * * * h . A day, an hour of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity of bondage. ADDISON. Cato,Acti....

The Monthly magazine, 52. kötet

Monthly literary register - 1821 - 678 oldal
...Additon. • But what is life ? Addison. 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air From lime to time Tis to be free. When Liberty is gone, Life grows insipid and has lost its relish. f Act 3. scene 3. Tully. Non enim in spiritu vita est : Sed en uulla est omnlno serviente. Philipp....

Bell's British Theatre: Douglas, by J. Home. ... The alchymist, altered from ...

1797 - 462 oldal
...account. Lucius seems fond of life ; but what is life? 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun; 'Tis to be free....a sword In Caesar's bosom, and revenge my country I By heav'ns I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile in agony. Luc. Others, perhaps, May serve...

Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, 3. kötet

John Bell - 1797 - 462 oldal
...life ; but what is life? 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze irpon the sun; 'Tis to be free. When liberty is gone, Life...relish. Oh, could my dying hand but lodge a sword In Cxsar's bosom, and revenge my country! By heav'ns I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile in agony....

The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 v

1804 - 516 oldal
...count. Lucius stems food of life ; but what is life ? 'Tis not to walk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun ; Tis to be free....sword In Caesar's bosom, and revenge my country ! By heavens I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile in agony ! Luc. Others, perhaps, May serve their...

The British drama, 1. kötet

British drama - 1804 - 946 oldal
...account. Lucius seems fond of life ; hut what is life ? Tis not to walk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun ; 'Tis to be free....but lodge a sword In Caesar's bosom, and revenge my countrv ! By heavens I could enjoy the paiigs of death, And smile in agony ! Luc. Others, perhaps,...

The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies

1804 - 510 oldal
...account. Lucius seems fond of life ; but what is life ? Tis not to walk about, and draw fresh air From time to time, or gaze upon the sun ; 'Tis to be free....relish. Oh, could my dying hand but lodge a sword 1ц Caesar's bosom, and revenge my country ! by heavens I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile...

The British drama, 1. kötet

British drama - 1804 - 954 oldal
...seems fond of life ; but what is life ? Tis not to walk about, and draw fresh air From time to lime, or gaze upon the sun ; 'Tis to be free. When liberty...relish. Oh, could my dying hand but lodge a sword In Cœsar's bosom, and revenge my country ! By heavens I could enjoy the pangs of death, And smile in...

The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, 6. kötet

Joseph Addison - 1804 - 470 oldal
...account. Lucius seems fond of life; but what is life? 'Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air, From time to time, or gaze upon the sun; 'Tis to be free....gone, Life grows insipid, and has lost its relish. O could my dying hand but lodge a sword In Caesar's bosom, and revenge my country, By heavens I could...




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