The Fair Penitent: A TragedyP. Wogan, 1797 - 57 Seiten |
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... hours of rest , Stories like these with wonder we may hear ; But far remote , and in a higher sphere , We ne'er can pity what we ne'er can share : Like distant battles of the Pole and Swede , Which frugal citizens o'er coffee read ...
... hours of rest , Stories like these with wonder we may hear ; But far remote , and in a higher sphere , We ne'er can pity what we ne'er can share : Like distant battles of the Pole and Swede , Which frugal citizens o'er coffee read ...
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... hour of night , When ev'ry eye was clos'd , and the pale moon And stars alone shone conscious of the theft , Hot with the Tuscan grape , and high in blood , Hap'ly I stole unheeded to her chamber . Ros . That minute sure was lucky ...
... hour of night , When ev'ry eye was clos'd , and the pale moon And stars alone shone conscious of the theft , Hot with the Tuscan grape , and high in blood , Hap'ly I stole unheeded to her chamber . Ros . That minute sure was lucky ...
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... still succeeds , Another , and another after that , And the last fool is welcome as the former ; ' Till having lov'd his hour out , he gives place , And mingles with the herd that went before him . A 1 . £ 7 THE FAIR PENITENT .
... still succeeds , Another , and another after that , And the last fool is welcome as the former ; ' Till having lov'd his hour out , he gives place , And mingles with the herd that went before him . A 1 . £ 7 THE FAIR PENITENT .
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... hour ? If women are such things , How was I form'd so different from my sex ! My little heart is satisfied with you ; You take up all her room , as in a cottage Which harbours some benighted princely stranger , Where the good man ...
... hour ? If women are such things , How was I form'd so different from my sex ! My little heart is satisfied with you ; You take up all her room , as in a cottage Which harbours some benighted princely stranger , Where the good man ...
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... hour of rest . And do a midnight murder on the sleepers . Loth . Slave ! villain ! [ Offers to draw , Rossano holds him . Ros . Hold , my lord ! think where you are , Think how unsafe and hurtful to your honour It were to urge a quarrel ...
... hour of rest . And do a midnight murder on the sleepers . Loth . Slave ! villain ! [ Offers to draw , Rossano holds him . Ros . Hold , my lord ! think where you are , Think how unsafe and hurtful to your honour It were to urge a quarrel ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alic Altamont Anna arms bear beauty behold bless bosom brave breast British Library brother Cæsar Calista Cato Cato's charms Child Maurice Curiatius curse dear death Decius dost thou Douglas dreadful e'er Enter Ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes FAIR PENITENT fame fate father fear foes fond forgive friendship gentle give Glen Glenalvon Glost gods grace grief hand happy hear heart Heav'n honour hope Horatia JANE SHORE Juba live look Lord HASTINGS Loth Lothario lov'd Lucia Lucius maid Marcia Marcus never noble Norval Numidian o'er passion peace Pharsalia pity Portius pow'r prince rage Roman Roman senate Rome SCENE Sciolto scorn Sempronius shalt shame sorrows soul speak sword Syph Syphax tears tell tender thee thine thou art thou hast thought Twas Valeria vengeance virtue woes wretch youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 89 - That shall convey you to the wish'd-for port, Is there aught else, my friends, I can do for you ? The conqueror draws near. Once more farewell ! If e'er we meet hereafter, we shall meet In happier climes, and on a safer shore, Where Caesar never shall approach us more.
Seite 43 - CATO. Let not a torrent of impetuous zeal Transport thee thus beyond the bounds of reason: True fortitude is seen in great exploits, That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides; All else is tow'ring frenzy and distraction.
Seite 44 - Were to refuse th' awards of Providence, And not to rest in heaven's determination. Already have we shown our love to Rome, Now let us show submission to the gods. We took up arms, not to revenge ourselves, But free the common-wealth ; when this end fails, Arms have no further use : our country's cause, That drew our swords, now wrests...
Seite 41 - Rush'd like a torrent down upon the vale, Sweeping our flocks and herds. The shepherds fled For safety, and for succour. I alone, . With bended bow, and quiver full of arrows, Hover'd about the enemy, and mark'd The road he took, then hasted to my friends; Whom with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing.
Seite 75 - Know, villains, when such paltry slaves presume To mix in treason, if the plot succeeds, They're thrown neglected by; but, if it fails, They're sure to die like dogs, as you shall do. Here, take these factious monsters, drag them forth To sudden death.
Seite 44 - Twill never be too late To sue for chains, and own a conqueror. Why should Rome fall a moment ere her time...
Seite 36 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin that I admire. Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Seite 41 - My name is Norval ! on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks : a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heav'n soon granted what my sire denied.
Seite 74 - Do thou, great liberty, inspire our souls, And make our lives in thy possession happy, Or our deaths glorious in thy just defence.
Seite 26 - Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of heaven are dark and intricate, Puzzled in mazes, and perplex'd with errors : Our understanding traces them in vain, Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search : Nor sees with how much art the windings run, Nor where the regular confusion ends.