The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 vW. Miller, 1804 |
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iv. oldal
... thing be imagined so exquisite , as the picture of conjugal : affection , and persisting fidelity , in the characters of Almeria and Belvidera ? Having thus vindicated the superior excellencies of the modern drama against the boasted ...
... thing be imagined so exquisite , as the picture of conjugal : affection , and persisting fidelity , in the characters of Almeria and Belvidera ? Having thus vindicated the superior excellencies of the modern drama against the boasted ...
6. oldal
... things that people in love do . Asp . It were a timeless smile should prove my check : It were a fitter hour for me ... thing but fire , I fear them not . Asp . Well , wench , thou may'st be taken . Evad . Ladies , good night : I'll do ...
... things that people in love do . Asp . It were a timeless smile should prove my check : It were a fitter hour for me ... thing but fire , I fear them not . Asp . Well , wench , thou may'st be taken . Evad . Ladies , good night : I'll do ...
7. oldal
... things . Oh , my Evadne , spare That tender body ; let it not take cold . The vapours of the night will not fall here ... thing compared with me : Life , honour , joys eternal , all delights This world can yield , or hopeful people feign ...
... things . Oh , my Evadne , spare That tender body ; let it not take cold . The vapours of the night will not fall here ... thing compared with me : Life , honour , joys eternal , all delights This world can yield , or hopeful people feign ...
8. oldal
... things holy , do again , Never to be acquainted with thy bed . Is your doubt over now ? Amin . I sleep , and am too ... thing am I ! Evad . A miserable one ; one , that myself Am sorry for . As this sad lady's was .. Do it by me 8 ...
... things holy , do again , Never to be acquainted with thy bed . Is your doubt over now ? Amin . I sleep , and am too ... thing am I ! Evad . A miserable one ; one , that myself Am sorry for . As this sad lady's was .. Do it by me 8 ...
20. oldal
... thing . Cal . Impudence may ' scape , When feeble virtue is accused . King . He must , If he were ty , feel an ... things worthy . The man , that uttered this , Had perished without food , be it who it will , But for this arm , that ...
... thing . Cal . Impudence may ' scape , When feeble virtue is accused . King . He must , If he were ty , feel an ... things worthy . The man , that uttered this , Had perished without food , be it who it will , But for this arm , that ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Acast Alex Amin arms art thou Bajazet bear behold bless blood brave Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Ceph Cleo Cleon Cleora curse dare Daugh dear death Dion DIPHILUS dost thou Enter Eumenes Evad Exeunt Exit eyes fair false Farewell fate father fear fortune give gods grief guard hand happy hate hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope Juba king lady Leost Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam mercy Monimia ne'er Nennius never night noble o'er Orest passion peace Philaster Photinus Pier pity Pompey prince Ptol Pyrrhus rage revenge Roman ruin SCENE scorn shame shew slave soldier sorrow soul speak sure sword Syphax Tamerlane tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought Thra Timag Twas twill Vent villain virtue weep wilt wretched wrong Zara
Népszerű szakaszok
358. oldal - IT must be so Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? 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.
359. oldal - 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.
350. oldal - Honour's a sacred tie, the law of kings, The noble mind's distinguishing perfection, That aids and strengthens virtue where it meets her, And imitates her actions, where she is not : It ought not to be sported with.
358. oldal - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
33. oldal - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by...
344. oldal - 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.
213. oldal - I'm only troubled, The life I bear is worn to such a rag, 'Tis scarce worth giving. I could wish, indeed, We threw it from us with a better grace; That, like two lions taken in the toils, We might at least thrust out our paws, and wound The hunters that inclose us.
358. oldal - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
248. oldal - Ohy woman! lovely woman! nature made thee .To temper man : we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
199. oldal - VENT. Him would I see; that man, of all the world: Just such a one we want. ANT. He loved me too; I was his soul ; he lived not but in me : We were so closed within each other's breasts, The rivets were not found, that joined us first. That does not reach us yet : we were so mixt, As meeting streams, both to ourselves were lost...