The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, 5. kötetA. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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14. oldal
... ' tis a sound one , ' faith ; no less than to cut all their throats , and seize all their ef- fects within this island . I warrant you we may compound again . Van Her . Seizing their factories I like well enough 14 ACT I. AMBOYNA .
... ' tis a sound one , ' faith ; no less than to cut all their throats , and seize all their ef- fects within this island . I warrant you we may compound again . Van Her . Seizing their factories I like well enough 14 ACT I. AMBOYNA .
19. oldal
... less price . Har . Jun . I'll leave you with your friends ; my duty binds me to hasten to receive a father's bless- ing . [ Exit HARMAN Junior . Beam . You are so much a friend , that I must tax you for being a slack lover . You have ...
... less price . Har . Jun . I'll leave you with your friends ; my duty binds me to hasten to receive a father's bless- ing . [ Exit HARMAN Junior . Beam . You are so much a friend , that I must tax you for being a slack lover . You have ...
42. oldal
... less to you , the best and most esteemed of all my friends . Tow . I should be willing , sir , to think it was a young man's rashness , or perhaps the rage of a suc- cessless rival ; yet he might have spared some words . Har . Sen ...
... less to you , the best and most esteemed of all my friends . Tow . I should be willing , sir , to think it was a young man's rashness , or perhaps the rage of a suc- cessless rival ; yet he might have spared some words . Har . Sen ...
54. oldal
... , and strait go out . Isab . You know , when I had far less ties upon me , I would not hear you ; therefore wonder not if I withdraw , and find the company . Har . Jun . That would be too much cruelty 54 ACT IV . ΑΜΒΟΥΝΑ .
... , and strait go out . Isab . You know , when I had far less ties upon me , I would not hear you ; therefore wonder not if I withdraw , and find the company . Har . Jun . That would be too much cruelty 54 ACT IV . ΑΜΒΟΥΝΑ .
58. oldal
... remorse ? Pray , what makes any thing a sin but law ? and , what law is there here against it ? Is not your fa- ther chief ? Will he condemn you for a petty rape ? -- " the woman an Amboyner , and what's less , 58 ACT IV . AMBOYNA .
... remorse ? Pray , what makes any thing a sin but law ? and , what law is there here against it ? Is not your fa- ther chief ? Will he condemn you for a petty rape ? -- " the woman an Amboyner , and what's less , 58 ACT IV . AMBOYNA .
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173. oldal - tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
323. oldal - Errors like Straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for Pearls must dive below.
356. oldal - I'm eager to return before I go; For, all the pleasures I have known beat thick On my remembrance. — How I long for night! That both the sweets of mutual love may try, And triumph once o'er Caesar ere we die.
172. oldal - Tis much more hard to please himself than you ; And, out of no feigned modesty, this day Damns his laborious trifle of a play ; Not that it's worse than what before he writ, But he has now another taste of wit ; And, to confess a truth, though out of time, Grows weary of his long-loved mistress, Rhyme. Passion's too fierce to be in fetters bound, And Nature flies him like enchanted ground...
356. oldal - I'll rather die, than take it. Will you go? Ant. Go ! Whither ? Go from all that's excellent ! Faith, honour, virtue, all good things forbid, That I should go from her, who sets my love Above the price of kingdoms.
382. oldal - Unmark'd of those that hear. Then she's so charming, Age buds at sight of her, and swells to youth: The holy priests gaze on her when she smiles, And with heav'd hands, forgetting gravity, They bless her wanton eyes: even I, who hate her, With a malignant joy behold such beauty, And, while I curse, desire it.
363. oldal - That men's desiring eyes were never wearied, But hung upon the object : To soft flutes The silver oars kept time ; and while they played, The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought.
409. oldal - With them, the wreath of victory I made (Vain augury!) for him who now lies dead. You, Iras, bring the cure of all our ills.
325. oldal - On the utmost margin of the water-mark. Then, with so swift an ebb the flood drove backward, It slipt from underneath the scaly herd : Here monstrous phocaa panted on the shore ; Forsaken dolphins there, with their broad tails Lay lashing the departing waves : hard by them, Sea-horses' flound'ring in the slimy mud, Toss'd up their heads, and dash'd the ooze about them.