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... Angels second you ! For all my bliss or misery hangs on it . ALVAREZ . Daughter , the happiness of life depends On our discretion , and a prudent choice ; Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd A TRAGEDY . 9.
... Angels second you ! For all my bliss or misery hangs on it . ALVAREZ . Daughter , the happiness of life depends On our discretion , and a prudent choice ; Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd A TRAGEDY . 9.
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... Angels strengthen me ! -It shall be so- I can't want strength . Great actions , once conceiv'd ̧ Strengthen like wine and animate the soul , And call themselves to being . [ Aside . ] - My Alonzo ! Since thy great soul disdains to make ...
... Angels strengthen me ! -It shall be so- I can't want strength . Great actions , once conceiv'd ̧ Strengthen like wine and animate the soul , And call themselves to being . [ Aside . ] - My Alonzo ! Since thy great soul disdains to make ...
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... angels ? O ! I'm all confusion . ZANGA . You now are too much ruffled to think clearly . Since bliss and horror , life and death , hang on it , Go to your chamber ; there maturely weigh Each circumstance E 4 A TRAGEDY . 55 ALONZO. ...
... angels ? O ! I'm all confusion . ZANGA . You now are too much ruffled to think clearly . Since bliss and horror , life and death , hang on it , Go to your chamber ; there maturely weigh Each circumstance E 4 A TRAGEDY . 55 ALONZO. ...
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... Angels preserve his life ! Yours , Madam ; yours . ZANGA . LEONORA . What , Zanga , dost thou say ? ZANGA . Carry you goodness then to such extremes , So blinded to the faults of him you love , That you perceive not he is jealous ...
... Angels preserve his life ! Yours , Madam ; yours . ZANGA . LEONORA . What , Zanga , dost thou say ? ZANGA . Carry you goodness then to such extremes , So blinded to the faults of him you love , That you perceive not he is jealous ...
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... Angels defend her , as if innocent ! But see my Leonora comes : -Be gone . [ Exit Zanga . O seen for ever ! yet for ever new ! [ Enter Leonora . The conquer'd thou dost conquer o'er again , Inflicting wound on wound . What need of this ...
... Angels defend her , as if innocent ! But see my Leonora comes : -Be gone . [ Exit Zanga . O seen for ever ! yet for ever new ! [ Enter Leonora . The conquer'd thou dost conquer o'er again , Inflicting wound on wound . What need of this ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ALONZO Alvarez ambition angels ANTIGONUS art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood blood divine bosom brother call'd crime CURTIUS dæmons dare dark dead death DEMETRIUS deny'd despair divine Don Carlos dost dreadful dust DYMAS earth empire ERIXENE eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool 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 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 scene shew sigh skies smile song soul speak stab sting strike tears thee theme thine thou thought Thrace Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph Twas vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched ZANGA
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 214 - tis madness to defer; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd 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.
Seite 232 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news. Their answers form what men Experience call ; If Wisdom's friend, her best ; -if not, worst foe.
Seite 203 - How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity, how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man...
Seite 215 - Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool, And scarce in human wisdom to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage. When young, indeed...
Seite 206 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Seite 202 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Seite 354 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits, away: Then melts into the spring : soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades ; As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend. Emblems of man, who passes, not expires. With this minute distinction, emblems just, Nature revolves, but man advances ; both Eternal ; that a circle, this a line. That gravitates, this soars. Th' aspiring soul, Ardent, and tremulous,...
Seite 255 - Smitten friends Are angels sent on errands full of love ; For us they languish, and for us they die...
Seite 351 - Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor ; Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Poor is the man in debt ; the man of gold, In debt to fortune, trembles at her power.
Seite 205 - Life's theatre as yet is shut, and Death, Strong Death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.