Bell's British Theatre, Volumen16John Bell J. Bell, 1797 |
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... LITE . Hamilion del . MS SIDDON'S as MATILDA . Therndhwaite d When discovered kneeling at the Alltar , decorated with the Fineral Trophies of Saint Valori . London.Pr.cted forJ.Roll Retr Hamilton pinx ! KE CARMELITE dost thou love thy .
... LITE . Hamilion del . MS SIDDON'S as MATILDA . Therndhwaite d When discovered kneeling at the Alltar , decorated with the Fineral Trophies of Saint Valori . London.Pr.cted forJ.Roll Retr Hamilton pinx ! KE CARMELITE dost thou love thy .
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... St. Val . Speak it . Mont . Saint . Valori . St. Val . Uphold me , Heaven ! The ways of Providence are full of wonder , And all its works are mercy . - How now , sir ! Will you betray yourself ? what shakes you thus ? Hild . I sicken at ...
... St. Val . Speak it . Mont . Saint . Valori . St. Val . Uphold me , Heaven ! The ways of Providence are full of wonder , And all its works are mercy . - How now , sir ! Will you betray yourself ? what shakes you thus ? Hild . I sicken at ...
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... Saint Valori ! That brave heroic champion of the Cross , Whom , from the holy wars returning home , Within the rugged Pyrenæan pass ――― St. Val . No more of that : I have your full confes . sion ; You slew Saint Valori , and now his ...
... Saint Valori ! That brave heroic champion of the Cross , Whom , from the holy wars returning home , Within the rugged Pyrenæan pass ――― St. Val . No more of that : I have your full confes . sion ; You slew Saint Valori , and now his ...
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... Saint Valori , and purchas'd Perpetual masses to reclaim his soul From purgatory's bondage ? Have you faith In absolution's power , and do you doubt If yet atonement's made ? Hild . I do perceive The hand of Heav'n hangs o'er me and my ...
... Saint Valori , and purchas'd Perpetual masses to reclaim his soul From purgatory's bondage ? Have you faith In absolution's power , and do you doubt If yet atonement's made ? Hild . I do perceive The hand of Heav'n hangs o'er me and my ...
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... St. Val . Then let me kneel , and hail the heav'nly vision ! Enter the Lady of SAINT VALORI . [ Kneels . [ Rising . To Him , to Him alone , who by the hand Leads his unseeing creatures thro ' the vale Of sorrow , to the day - spring of ...
... St. Val . Then let me kneel , and hail the heav'nly vision ! Enter the Lady of SAINT VALORI . [ Kneels . [ Rising . To Him , to Him alone , who by the hand Leads his unseeing creatures thro ' the vale Of sorrow , to the day - spring of ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 90 - Ay, there's the banishment ! Oh, hear me; hear me, With strictest justice: For I beg no favour; And if I have offended you, then kill me, But do not banish me. Ant. I must not hear you. I have a fool within me takes your part; But honour stops my ears.
Página 109 - Caesar's pride? What! to be led in triumph through the streets, A spectacle to base plebeian eyes; While some dejected friend of Antony's, Close in a corner, shakes his head, and mutters A secret curse on her who ruin'd him?
Página 26 - Ant. Come on, my soldier! Our hearts and arms are still the same : I long Once more to meet our foes, that thou and I, Like Time and Death, marching before our troops, May taste fate to...
Página 91 - Good Heav'n ! they weep at parting. Must I weep too ? that calls 'em innocent. I must not weep ; and yet I must, to think That I must not forgive • Live, but live wretched ; 'tis but just you should Who made me so : live from each other's sight ; Let me not hear you meet.
Página 48 - And sure the gods, like me, are fond of him: His virtues lie so mingled with his crimes, As would confound their choice to punish one, And not reward the other. Enter ANTONY. Ant. We can conquer, You see, without your aid. We have...
Página 35 - And he that bribe. ANT. But have I no remembrance? ALEX. Yes, a dear one; Your slave the queen ANT. My mistress. ALEX. Then your mistress; Your mistress would, she says, have sent her soul, But that you had long since; she humbly begs This ruby bracelet, set with bleeding hearts, (The emblems of her own), may bind your arm.
Página 12 - I'll acquaint you why I sought you here, And what's our present work. [They withdraw to a corner of the stage ; and VENTIDIUS, with the other, comes forward to the front.
Página 93 - Hast pushed my boat to open sea; to prove, At my sad cost, if thou canst steer it back. It cannot be; I'm lost too far; I'm ruined! Hence, thou impostor, traitor, monster, devil ! I can no more: thou, and my griefs, have sunk Me down so low, that I want voice to curse thee. Alex. Suppose some shipwrecked seaman near the shore, Dropping...
Página 112 - Already, death, I feel thee in my veins: I go with such a will to find my lord, That we shall quickly meet. A heavy numbness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head; my eyelids fall, And my dear love is vanished in a mist. Where shall I find him, where?
Página 58 - tis mine; it never shall be said, Octavia's husband was her brother's slave. Sir, you are free; free, even from her you loathe; For, though my brother bargains for your love, Makes me the price and cement of your peace, I have a soul like yours; I cannot take Your love as alms, nor beg what I deserve.