British Theatre, Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, from the Most Classic Writers: Complete in One Volume, 3. kötetFleischer, 1828 - 908 oldal |
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... wrong me , beauteous Zara , to believe I bear my fortunes with so low a mind . But destiny and inauspicious stars Ilave cast me down to this low being ; or Granting you had , from you I have deserv'd it . Zara . Canst thou forgive me ...
... wrong me , beauteous Zara , to believe I bear my fortunes with so low a mind . But destiny and inauspicious stars Ilave cast me down to this low being ; or Granting you had , from you I have deserv'd it . Zara . Canst thou forgive me ...
25. oldal
... wrong till I redeem thee hence ; That done , I leave thy justice to return My love . Adieu ! Osm . This woman has a soul [ Exit . Of godlike mould , intrepid and commanding , And challenges , in spite of me , my best Esteem . But she ...
... wrong till I redeem thee hence ; That done , I leave thy justice to return My love . Adieu ! Osm . This woman has a soul [ Exit . Of godlike mould , intrepid and commanding , And challenges , in spite of me , my best Esteem . But she ...
44. oldal
... wrong my easy faith . The more I think , the less I can conceive What hidden cause should raise such strange despair ! Now , when her hopes have wings , and every wish Is courted to be lively ! When I love , And joy and empire press her ...
... wrong my easy faith . The more I think , the less I can conceive What hidden cause should raise such strange despair ! Now , when her hopes have wings , and every wish Is courted to be lively ! When I love , And joy and empire press her ...
47. oldal
... wrong'd thee , Zara ? Sel . Thy love was all the cloud ' twixt her and heav'n ! Osman . Be dumb ! for thou art base , to add distraction To my already more than bleeding heart . And was thy love sincere ? What then remains ? Ner . Why ...
... wrong'd thee , Zara ? Sel . Thy love was all the cloud ' twixt her and heav'n ! Osman . Be dumb ! for thou art base , to add distraction To my already more than bleeding heart . And was thy love sincere ? What then remains ? Ner . Why ...
50. oldal
... wrong'd ? have these rude men presum'd To vex the weary traveller on his way ? 1 Serv . By us no stranger ever suffer'd wrong : This man with outcry wild has call'd us forth ; So sore afraid he cannot speak his fears . Enter LORD ...
... wrong'd ? have these rude men presum'd To vex the weary traveller on his way ? 1 Serv . By us no stranger ever suffer'd wrong : This man with outcry wild has call'd us forth ; So sore afraid he cannot speak his fears . Enter LORD ...
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Andromache art thou Belvidera better brother Capt captain Castalio Cato Ceph Cham Char Charles Colin dare daughter dear death DOCTOR DRUID dost thou Enter Eudocia Eumenes Exeunt Exit eyes Fain faith father fear fellow fool fortune gentleman give hand happy hear heart heaven honour hope husband Juba king Lady F ladyship leave live look Lord Lucy madam marriage marry mean Mirabell Mort never Oakly on't Osman pardon passion Pescara Polydore poor pr'ythee pray Pyrrhus Re-enter ruin Rusport Sackbut SCENE Serg servant Sfor Sir F Sir G sister soul speak Ster Stuke sure swear sword Syphax tears tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought twas twill villain virtue what's wife wish woman wretch young Zara Zounds
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15. oldal - 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.
490. oldal - ... with my back to the fire. I like to give them a hearty reception in the old style at my gate. I like to see their horses and trunks taken care of.
359. oldal - I hate a lover that can dare to think he draws a moment's air, independent on the bounty of his mistress. There is not so impudent a thing in nature, as the saucy look of an assured man, confident of success. The pedantic arrogance of a very husband has not so pragmatical an air. Ah! I'll never marry, unless I am first made sure of my will and pleasure.
189. oldal - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
15. oldal - I'm weary of conjectures : — this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword. Thus am I doubly armed : my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me. This in a moment brings me to an end; But this informs me I shall never die.
489. oldal - You must not be so talkative, Diggory. You must be all attention to the guests. You must hear us talk, and not think of talking...
487. oldal - Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.
488. oldal - I have taken from the barn, are to make a shew at the side-table ; and you, Roger, whom I have advanced from the plough, are to place yourself behind my chair. But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets, Roger ; and from your head, you blockhead you.
485. oldal - I vow, Mr. Hardcastle, you're very particular. Is there a creature in the whole country, but ourselves, that does not take a trip to town now and then, to rub off the rust a little?
116. oldal - To you, Sirs, and your honours, I bequeath her, And with her this. When I prove unworthy — (gives a dagger) You know the rest — then strike it to her heart; And tell her, he who three whole happy years Lay in her arms, and each kind night repeated The passionate vows of still increasing love, Sent that reward for all her truth and sufferings.