The London Theatre: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Dramatic Pieces, 8. kötetWhittingham and Arliss, 1815 |
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16. oldal
... Cham . Words would but wrong the gratitude I owe you ! Should I begin to speak , my soul's so full , That I should talk of nothing else all day . Enter MONIMIA . Mon. My brother ! Cham . O my sister , let me hold thee Long in my arms ...
... Cham . Words would but wrong the gratitude I owe you ! Should I begin to speak , my soul's so full , That I should talk of nothing else all day . Enter MONIMIA . Mon. My brother ! Cham . O my sister , let me hold thee Long in my arms ...
17. oldal
... Cham . Is she your daughter ? then my heart told true , And I'm at least her brother by adoption ; For you have made yourself to me a father , And by that patent I have leave to love her . Ser . Monimia , thou hast told me men are false ...
... Cham . Is she your daughter ? then my heart told true , And I'm at least her brother by adoption ; For you have made yourself to me a father , And by that patent I have leave to love her . Ser . Monimia , thou hast told me men are false ...
18. oldal
... Cham . I dare not doubt your friendship , uor your justice , Your bounty shown to what I hold most dear , My orphan sister , must not be forgotten ! Acas . Pr'ythee no more of that , it grates my nature . Cham . When our dear parents dy ...
... Cham . I dare not doubt your friendship , uor your justice , Your bounty shown to what I hold most dear , My orphan sister , must not be forgotten ! Acas . Pr'ythee no more of that , it grates my nature . Cham . When our dear parents dy ...
19. oldal
... Cham . The friend heav'n rais'd was you ; you took her up , An infant , to the desert world expos'd , And prov'd another parent . Acas . I've not wrong'd her . Cham . Far be it from my fears . Acas . Then why this argument ? Cham . My ...
... Cham . The friend heav'n rais'd was you ; you took her up , An infant , to the desert world expos'd , And prov'd another parent . Acas . I've not wrong'd her . Cham . Far be it from my fears . Acas . Then why this argument ? Cham . My ...
20. oldal
... Cham . Fear nothing , I will show myself a brother , A tender , honest , and a loving brother . You've not forgot our father ? Mon. I never shall . Cham . Then you'll remember too he was a man That liv'd up to the standard of his honour ...
... Cham . Fear nothing , I will show myself a brother , A tender , honest , and a loving brother . You've not forgot our father ? Mon. I never shall . Cham . Then you'll remember too he was a man That liv'd up to the standard of his honour ...
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Aboan Acas Alcanor Almeria Alphonso arms behold Blandford blood breast Capt Castalio Cham Chamont Char Chiswick Covent Garden Daph dear death dost thou Enter Etan ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes fate father fear Fred Frib give Greg grief Hamet hand happy hear heart heaven honour horror husband Imoinda James king Lackitt Lappet Lieut live look lord Lucy madam Mahomet Mandane marry Mecca Mirvan Monimia Morat Mysis ne'er never Nysa o'er Octar Oroo Oroonoko Osmyn Palmira Polydore pow'r pray Puff rage Re-enter SCENE slave soul speak Stan STANMORE sure sword tears tell thee There's thing THOMAS DIBDIN thou art thou hast thought thousand guineas Timurkan tyrant virtue vows Weldon what's WHITTINGHAM Widow Widow L wife woman wretch wrong'd Zamti Zaph Zaphimri Zaphna Zara Zuph
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19. oldal - Which served to keep her carcase from the cold : So there was nothing of a piece about her. Her lower weeds were all o'er coarsely patch'd , With diff'rent colour'd rags, black, red, white, yellow, And seem'd to speak variety of wretchedness.
29. oldal - Almeria could -Revive, or raise, my people's voice has waken'd. 0 my Antonio, I am all on fire, My soul is up in arms, ready to charge And bear amidst the foe with conqu'ring troops. 1 hear 'em...
18. oldal - And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice, Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
41. oldal - Had nipp'd ; and with a careful, loving hand, Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines: there long she...
11. oldal - Chariots of war, adorn'd with glittering gems, Succeed ; and next, a hundred neighing steeds, White as the fleecy rain on Alpine hills ; That bound, and foam, and champ the golden bit, As they disdain'd the victory they grace.
20. oldal - Oh, speak, Speak to it quickly, quickly; speak to me, Comfort me, help me, hold me, hide me, hide me, Leonora, in thy bosom, from the light, : And from my eyes ! Osm.
12. oldal - Tag. Not directly, perhaps; but I may be the means of helping you to it; as for example If you should not like to marry the old man your aunt designs for you, one may find a way to break
20. oldal - Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest I dissolve That tender, lovely form of painted air, So like Almeria. Ha! it sinks, it falls; I'll catch it ere it goes, and grasp her shade. Tislife! 'tis warm! 'tis she! 'tis she herself ! Nor dead nor shade, but breathing and alive!
45. oldal - Couldst thou be Happy, with such a weight upon thy soul? Pol. It may be yet a secret : I'll go try To reconcile and bring Castalio to thee ; Whilst from the world I take myself away, And waste my life in penance for my sin.