The modern British drama, 1. kötet1811 |
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11. oldal
... young men , that , when he bids ' em charge , Fall on like fire : Arcite shall have a fortune , If he dare make himself a worthy lover , Yet in the field to strike a battle for her ; And if he lose her then , he's a cold coward : How ...
... young men , that , when he bids ' em charge , Fall on like fire : Arcite shall have a fortune , If he dare make himself a worthy lover , Yet in the field to strike a battle for her ; And if he lose her then , he's a cold coward : How ...
12. oldal
... young wench , o ' my con- science , That ever dream'd , or vow'd her maidenhead To a young handsome man : Then , I loved him , Extremely loved him , infinitely loved him ! And yet he had a cousin , fair as he too ; But in my heart was ...
... young wench , o ' my con- science , That ever dream'd , or vow'd her maidenhead To a young handsome man : Then , I loved him , Extremely loved him , infinitely loved him ! And yet he had a cousin , fair as he too ; But in my heart was ...
13. oldal
... young a man so noble , ( If he say true ) of his sort . Emi . Believe , His mother was a wondrous handsome woman ! His face methinks goes that way . Hip . But his body , And fiery mind , illustrate a brave father . Per . Mark how his ...
... young a man so noble , ( If he say true ) of his sort . Emi . Believe , His mother was a wondrous handsome woman ! His face methinks goes that way . Hip . But his body , And fiery mind , illustrate a brave father . Per . Mark how his ...
22. oldal
... young man ! ' The place Was knee - deep where she sat ; her careless tresses , A wreath of bull - rush rounded ; about her stuck Thousand fresh - water flowers of several colours ; That methought she appear'd like the fair nymph That ...
... young man ! ' The place Was knee - deep where she sat ; her careless tresses , A wreath of bull - rush rounded ; about her stuck Thousand fresh - water flowers of several colours ; That methought she appear'd like the fair nymph That ...
23. oldal
... young Palamon ? Jailor . Yes , wench , we know him . Daugh . Is't not a fine young gentleman ? Jailor . ' Tis love ! Brother . By no means cross her ; she is then distemper'd Far worse than now she shews . 1 Friend . Yes , he's a fine ...
... young Palamon ? Jailor . Yes , wench , we know him . Daugh . Is't not a fine young gentleman ? Jailor . ' Tis love ! Brother . By no means cross her ; she is then distemper'd Far worse than now she shews . 1 Friend . Yes , he's a fine ...
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Acast Amin arms art thou Bacurius BAJAZET Bessus bless blood brave brother Brun Cæsar Cast Castalio Char Cleo Cleon Cleora curse dare Daugh dear death Dion Diph DIPHILUS dost thou Enter Euphrania Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fate father fear fool forgive fortune give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope king kiss lady leave Leost Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam Marcian Mardonius Monimia ne'er Nennius never night noble o'er OROONOKO peace Philaster Photinus pity Pompey poor pray prince Ptol Pulcheria queen revenge ruin SCENE shew sister slave soldier sorrow soul speak sure swear sweet sword Tamerlane tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Twas twill Vent virtue weep wilt woman wretched wrong
Népszerű szakaszok
132. oldal - Tis less than to be born ; a lasting sleep ; A quiet resting from all jealousy, A thing we all pursue. I know, besides, It is but giving over of a game That must be lost.
440. 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.
337. oldal - Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow ; He who would search for pearls, must dive below.
518. oldal - 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.
440. oldal - Thou mad'st me what I am, with all the spirit, Aspiring thoughts and elegant desires That fill the happiest man ? Ah ! rather why Didst thou not form me sordid as my fate, Base-minded, dull, and fit to carry burdens? Why have I sense to know the curse that's on me? Is this just dealing. Nature ? Belvidera ! Enter BELVIDERA.
125. oldal - I shall be willing, if not apt, to learn. Age and experience will adorn my mind With larger knowledge : and if I have done A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once; what master holds so strict a hand Over his boy, that he will part with him Without one warning? Let me be corrected To break my stubbornness if it be so, Rather than turn me off, and I shall mend.
358. oldal - Heaven has but Our sorrow for our sins ; and then delights To pardon erring man : Sweet mercy seems Its darling attribute, which limits justice ; . • As if there were degrees in infinite, And infinite would rather want perfection,. * Than punish to extent, Ant.
440. oldal - Oh 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.
439. oldal - Burn ! First burn, and level Venice to thy ruin. What ! starve like beggars' brats in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death ! Thou, or thy cause, shall never want assistance, Whilst I have blood or fortune fit to serve thee; Command my heart: thou art every way its master.
8. oldal - The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another ; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it : Summer shall come, and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.