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Yes , Altamont ; to - day thy better stars Are join'd to shed their kindest influence
on thee ; Sciolto's noble hand that rais'd thee first , Half dead and drooping o'er
thy father's grave , Completes it's bounty , and restores thy name To that high
rank ...
Yes , Altamont ; to - day thy better stars Are join'd to shed their kindest influence
on thee ; Sciolto's noble hand that rais'd thee first , Half dead and drooping o'er
thy father's grave , Completes it's bounty , and restores thy name To that high
rank ...
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Your cruelty - Obedience to my father -- Give my hand to Altamont . By Heav'n ' tis
well ! such ever be the gifts With which I greet the man whom my soul hates . [
Aside . But to go on ! Wish - Heart - Honour - too faithlessIV'eakness -to - morrow
...
Your cruelty - Obedience to my father -- Give my hand to Altamont . By Heav'n ' tis
well ! such ever be the gifts With which I greet the man whom my soul hates . [
Aside . But to go on ! Wish - Heart - Honour - too faithlessIV'eakness -to - morrow
...
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Your cruelty has at length determined me , and I • have resolv'd this morning to
yield a perfect obe• dience to my father , and to give my hand to Alta' mont , in
spite of my weakness for the false Lotha( rio . I could almost wish I had that heart
...
Your cruelty has at length determined me , and I • have resolv'd this morning to
yield a perfect obe• dience to my father , and to give my hand to Alta' mont , in
spite of my weakness for the false Lotha( rio . I could almost wish I had that heart
...
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It follows that his justice dooms her dead , And breaks his heart with sorrow ; hard
return For all the good his hand has heap'd on us ! Hold , let me take a moment's
thoughtEnter LAVINIA . Lav . My lord ! Trust me , it joys my heart that I have ...
It follows that his justice dooms her dead , And breaks his heart with sorrow ; hard
return For all the good his hand has heap'd on us ! Hold , let me take a moment's
thoughtEnter LAVINIA . Lav . My lord ! Trust me , it joys my heart that I have ...
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Tis the day In which my father gave my hand to Altamont ; As such , I will
remember it for ever . Enter Sciolto , HORATIO , and Lavinia . Scio . Let mirth go
on , let pleasure know no pause , But fill up ev'ry minute of this day . ' Tis yours ,
my ...
Tis the day In which my father gave my hand to Altamont ; As such , I will
remember it for ever . Enter Sciolto , HORATIO , and Lavinia . Scio . Let mirth go
on , let pleasure know no pause , But fill up ev'ry minute of this day . ' Tis yours ,
my ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Altamont arms bear beauty behold better bless blood breast brother Cæsar Calista Cato cause child comes dear death dost thou Douglas dreadful earth Enter Ev'n Exit eyes fair fall false fate father fear feel foes fond forgive fortune gentle give gods grace grief guard hand happy Hast head hear heart Heav'n hold honour hope Horatia hour Juba kind king Lady leave live look lord lost Loth means meet mind nature never night noble o'er once passion peace perhaps pity poor Portius prince rage Randolph rest rise Roman Rome SCENE senate shame sorrows soul speak stand sure sword Syph tears tell tender thee thou thou art thou hast thought turn Valeria virtue wish wretch young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 79 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ; The wide, th...
Seite 36 - Rome fall a moment ere her time ? No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one day's liberty: And let me perish, but, in Cato's judgment, A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Seite 78 - When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Seite 79 - Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass? The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
Seite 34 - 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 33 - My voice is still for war. Gods ! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ? No ; let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And, at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his thronged legions, and charge home upon him.
Seite 79 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us— And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — he must delight in virtue; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Seite 79 - If there's a power above us (And that there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Seite 53 - With all the strength and heats of eloquence Fraternal love and friendship can inspire. Tell her thy brother languishes to death, And fades away, and withers in his bloom...
Seite 36 - Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe. We fought and conquer'd. E're a sword was drawn, An arrow from my bow had pierc'd their chief, Who wore that day the arms which now I wear.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Band 3 Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, John Bell |
| Herausgeber | John Bell |
| Zusammengestellt von | John Bell |
| Verlag | and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 4. Jan. 2007 |
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