The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, in the English Language, Volumen2Jones, 1824 - 1624 páginas |
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Página 839
... Death in this world - and pain in that to Zar . I am that slave - strike here - and save my shame . Ner . Destruction to my hopes ! -Can it be you ? Zar . It is - Ador'd by Osman , I adore him : This hour the nuptial rites will make us ...
... Death in this world - and pain in that to Zar . I am that slave - strike here - and save my shame . Ner . Destruction to my hopes ! -Can it be you ? Zar . It is - Ador'd by Osman , I adore him : This hour the nuptial rites will make us ...
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... death to fear for Osman's sake , It must be from his coldness , not his love . Ner . I must at once condemn and pity thee ; I cannot point thee out which way to go , But Providence will lend its light to guide thee . That sacred rite ...
... death to fear for Osman's sake , It must be from his coldness , not his love . Ner . I must at once condemn and pity thee ; I cannot point thee out which way to go , But Providence will lend its light to guide thee . That sacred rite ...
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... death . [ Exit ORASMIN . What have I done , just Heaven ! thy rage to move , That thou shouldst sink me down , so low to love ? ACT IV . [ Exit . SCENE I - ZARA and SELIMA . Sel . Ah , Madam ! how at once I grieve your fate , [ mits ...
... death . [ Exit ORASMIN . What have I done , just Heaven ! thy rage to move , That thou shouldst sink me down , so low to love ? ACT IV . [ Exit . SCENE I - ZARA and SELIMA . Sel . Ah , Madam ! how at once I grieve your fate , [ mits ...
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... death - like silence ! nothing stirs . - The air Is soft as infant sleep ; no breathing wing Steals through the shadows , to awaken night . Osm . Horrors a thousand times more dark than these , Benight my suffering soul - Thou dost not ...
... death - like silence ! nothing stirs . - The air Is soft as infant sleep ; no breathing wing Steals through the shadows , to awaken night . Osm . Horrors a thousand times more dark than these , Benight my suffering soul - Thou dost not ...
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... death , who liv'd to give me wo . [ Exeunt omnes . EPILOGUE . | HERE , take a surfeit , Sirs , of being jealous , And shun the pains that plague those Turkish fellows : Where love and death join hands , their darts confounding : Save us ...
... death , who liv'd to give me wo . [ Exeunt omnes . EPILOGUE . | HERE , take a surfeit , Sirs , of being jealous , And shun the pains that plague those Turkish fellows : Where love and death join hands , their darts confounding : Save us ...
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Alex Alonzo Andromache art thou Aunt BAJAZET better bless Brass brother captain Cassander Ceph Char Clar Cleo Cora dare daugh dear death devil Dick Doil Duke Enter Essex Estif Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fear fellow Flip Flippanta Flowerdale fool fortune Fred gentleman give Gripe hand happy hast hear heart Heaven honour hope Horatia husband Isaac John king Kite lady leave Leon live look lord Lovemore lover Lysimachus Madam marry master Miss mistress Moneses never Niece Oldboy on't Orest passion pity POLYPERCHON poor Pounce pray Pyrrhus queen Rolla Rusport Scand SCENE servant Sir Archy Sir Bash Sir Bril Sir Brilliant soul speak Steph sure sword Tamerlane tell thee there's thing thou thought twas Valeria Vent what's wife woman wont word wretch Ximena young Zounds
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Página 1048 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Página 1004 - And he himself withal so far fallen off From that first place, as scarce no note remains, To tell men's judgments where he lately stood. He's grown a stranger to all due respect, Forgetful of his friends ; and not content To stale himself in all societies, He makes my house here, common as a mart...
Página 1257 - What, to refuse her bracelet ! On my soul, When I lie pensive in my tent alone, 'Twill pass the wakeful hours of winter nights, To tell these pretty beads upon my arm, To count for every one a soft embrace, A melting kiss at such and such a time : And now and then the fury of her love, When And what harm's in this ? Alex.
Página 1191 - Women of her airy temper, as they seldom think before they act, so they rarely give us any light to guess at what they mean. But you have little reason to believe that a woman of this age, who has had an indifference for you in your prosperity, will fall in love with your ill-fortune. Besides, Angelica has a great fortune of her own, and great fortunes either expect another great fortune, or a fool.
Página 1212 - Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, and the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase. Never let us know one another better, for the pleasure of a masquerade is done when we come to show our faces...
Página 1260 - I was his soul ; he lived not but in me : We were so closed within each other's breasts, The rivets were not found, that joined us first. That does not reach us yet : we were so mixt, As meeting streams, both to ourselves were lost ; We were one mass ; we could not give or take, But from the same ; for he was I, I he.
Página 1018 - Well, thou art a successful merry knave, Brainworm: his absence will be a good subject for more mirth. I pray thee return to thy young master, and will him to meet me and my sister Bridget at the Tower instantly; for, here, tell him the house is so stored with jealousy, there is no room for love to stand upright in. We must get our fortunes committed to some larger prison, say; and than the Tower, I know no better air, nor where the liberty of the house may do us more present service. Away.
Página 985 - The throne we honour is the people's choice; the laws we reverence are our brave fathers' legacy : the faith we follow teaches us to live in bonds of charity with all mankind, and die with hope of bliss beyond the grave. Tell your invaders this, and tell them, too, we seek no change : and, least of all, such change as they would bring us.
Página 1102 - Cheeks of rose, untouch'd by art ? I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure ? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then, Till it, grateful, press again. Must I, with attentive eye, Watch her heaving bosom sigh ? I will do so, when I see That heaving bosom sigh for me.
Página 1199 - I ask you, if you can love me, you must say no, but you must love me too. If I tell you you are handsome, you must deny it, and say I flatter you. But you must think yourself more charming than I speak you : and like me, for the beauty which I say you have, as much as if I had it myself. If I ask you to kiss me, you must be angry, but you must not refuse me.