British Theatre: The orphan, by Thomas Otway. 1791. Cato, by Joseph Addison. 1791J. Bell, 1791 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 49 találatból.
5. oldal
... live in shall be forgotten . But I forget that I am to ask pardon for the fault I have been all this while committing . Wherefore I beg your Highness to forgive me this presumption , and that you will be pleased to think well of one who ...
... live in shall be forgotten . But I forget that I am to ask pardon for the fault I have been all this while committing . Wherefore I beg your Highness to forgive me this presumption , and that you will be pleased to think well of one who ...
12. oldal
... live till nature's self grows old , " And from her womb no more can bless the earth ! " For when he dies , farewel all honour , bounty , " All generous encouragement of arts ; " For Charity herself becomes a widow . " Ern . No , he has ...
... live till nature's self grows old , " And from her womb no more can bless the earth ! " For when he dies , farewel all honour , bounty , " All generous encouragement of arts ; " For Charity herself becomes a widow . " Ern . No , he has ...
18. oldal
... live at large , and when I die- Pol . Who shall possess th ' estate you leave ? Cast . My friend , If he survives me ; if not , my king , Who may bestow't again on some brave man , Whose honesty and services deserve one . Pol . ' Tis ...
... live at large , and when I die- Pol . Who shall possess th ' estate you leave ? Cast . My friend , If he survives me ; if not , my king , Who may bestow't again on some brave man , Whose honesty and services deserve one . Pol . ' Tis ...
24. oldal
... live on sordid scraps at proud men's doors ; For though to fortune lost , I'll still inherit My mother's virtues , and my father's honour . Pol . Intolerable vanity ! your sex Was never in the right ! y'are always false Or silly ; ev'n ...
... live on sordid scraps at proud men's doors ; For though to fortune lost , I'll still inherit My mother's virtues , and my father's honour . Pol . Intolerable vanity ! your sex Was never in the right ! y'are always false Or silly ; ev'n ...
26. oldal
... live by't ; It is a little sneaking art , which knaves Use to cajole and sotten fools withal . If thou hast flattery in thy nature , out with it , Or send it to a court , for there ' twill thrive . " Pol . Why there ? " Acast . ' Tis ...
... live by't ; It is a little sneaking art , which knaves Use to cajole and sotten fools withal . If thou hast flattery in thy nature , out with it , Or send it to a court , for there ' twill thrive . " Pol . Why there ? " Acast . ' Tis ...
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Acast AMBROSE PHILIPS Andr Andromache arms Astyanax bear beauty behold blest blood brave brother Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Cato's Ceph Cephisa Chamont Chap charms Cleo Cleone death Decius dost thou e'er Enter Epirus ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes false fate father fear fortune friendship give gods Greece Greeks grief guards happy hate hear heart Heav'n Hector Hermione honour hope Juba king live lord lov'd Lucia Lucius madam maid Marc Marcia Marcus Monimia ne'er never Numidian o'er Orest passion Phan Pharsalia Phoenix pity Polydore Portius Pr'ythee prince Pylades Pyrrhus rage Roman Roman senate Rome SCENE scorn Sempronius senate shew sorrows soul speak sure sword Syph Syphax tears tell thee thou hast thought Troy Twas Twill tyrant unhappy virtue vows wilt thou woman wouldst thou wretch wrong'd
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78. oldal - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest 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 ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes...
79. 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.
79. 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.
78. oldal - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
79. oldal - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
x. oldal - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
18. oldal - Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it.
34. oldal - CATO. Let|| not a torrent of impetuous zeal Transport thee thus beyond the bounds of REASON : True FORTITUDE is seen in great exploits, That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides: All else is tow'ring frenzy and distraction.
24. oldal - Then rises fresh, pursues his wonted game, And if the following day he chance to find A new repast, or an untasted spring, Blesses his stars, and thinks it luxury.
63. oldal - Forbear, Sempronius ! — see they suffer death, But in their deaths remember they are men. Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous. Lucius, the base degenerate age requires Severity, and justice in its rigour; This awes an impious...