The Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward YoungC.W.S. & H. Spear, 1811 |
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... wound him sore , in his ambition ; Life of his life , and dearer than his soul . By nightly march he purpos'd to surprise The Moorish camp ; but I have taken care They shall be ready to receive his favour . Failing in this , a cast of ...
... wound him sore , in his ambition ; Life of his life , and dearer than his soul . By nightly march he purpos'd to surprise The Moorish camp ; but I have taken care They shall be ready to receive his favour . Failing in this , a cast of ...
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... wounds myself have felt , Which wounds alone should cause me to condemn thee ; They plead in thy excuse ; for I too strove To shun those fires , and found ' twas not in man . Alonzo . You cast in shades the failures of a friend , And ...
... wounds myself have felt , Which wounds alone should cause me to condemn thee ; They plead in thy excuse ; for I too strove To shun those fires , and found ' twas not in man . Alonzo . You cast in shades the failures of a friend , And ...
32. oldal
... 'd , With anguish wore the arrow in his wound ; Then drew the shaft from out his tortur'd side , Let gush the torrent of his blood , and dy'd . [ Exeunt . АСТ III . SCENE I. Enter ZANGA and ISABELLA . 32 THE REVENGE .
... 'd , With anguish wore the arrow in his wound ; Then drew the shaft from out his tortur'd side , Let gush the torrent of his blood , and dy'd . [ Exeunt . АСТ III . SCENE I. Enter ZANGA and ISABELLA . 32 THE REVENGE .
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... wounds , And so disguis'd with blood ! who murder'd thee ? Tell thy sad tale , and thou shalt be reveng'd . Ha ! Carlos ? -Horror ! Carlos ? -O , away ! Go to thy grave , or let me sink to mine . I cannot bear the sight - What sight ...
... wounds , And so disguis'd with blood ! who murder'd thee ? Tell thy sad tale , and thou shalt be reveng'd . Ha ! Carlos ? -Horror ! Carlos ? -O , away ! Go to thy grave , or let me sink to mine . I cannot bear the sight - What sight ...
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... wound . O my distracted heart ! -O cruel heav'n ! To give such charms as those , and then call man , Mere man , to be your executioner . Was it because it was too hard for you ? But see , she smiles ! I never shall smile more ; It ...
... wound . O my distracted heart ! -O cruel heav'n ! To give such charms as those , and then call man , Mere man , to be your executioner . Was it because it was too hard for you ? But see , she smiles ! I never shall smile more ; It ...
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Alonzo Alvarez ambition angels Antigonus art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood Blood divine bosom brother call'd crime crown Curtius dæmon dare dark dead death Demetrius deny'd divine Don Carlos dreadful dust Dymas earth empire Erixine eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool forever gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal Isabella King Leonora life's lord LORENZO Macedon mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace Pericles Perseus Philip Posthumius pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome sacred scene shew sigh sight skies smile song soul speak sting strike tears thee theme thine thought Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth Twas Twill vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched Zanga
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162. oldal - And that through every stage: when young, indeed, In full content we, sometimes, nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves ; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool: Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.
215. oldal - Oh, the burst gates, crush'd sting, demolish'd throne, Last gasp of vanquish'd Death! Shout earth and heaven, This sum of good to man, whose nature then Took wing, and mounted with him from the tomb ! Then, then, I rose ; then first humanity Triumphant past the crystal ports of light, (Stupendous guest!) and seiz'd eternal youth, Seiz'd in our name.
161. oldal - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled. And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
210. oldal - Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust
157. oldal - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
180. oldal - Teaching, we learn ; and, giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine ; Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
184. oldal - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
157. oldal - Led softly, by the stillness of the night, Led like a murderer, (and such it proves !) Strays (wretched rover !) o'er the pleasing past ; In quest of wretchedness perversely strays ; And finds all desert now; and meets the ghosts Of my departed joys...
208. oldal - To lucky life) some perquisites of joy; A time there is, when, like a thrice-told tale, Long-rifled life of sweet can yield no more...
216. oldal - midst the thunders of his throne! Nor I alone! a rebel universe! My species up in arms! not one exempt! Yet for the foulest of the foul he dies, Most joy'd for the redeem'd from deepest guilt! As if our race were held of highest rank, And Godhead dearer as more kind to man !