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... they agree to say nothing of her but what she deThat her spirit is worthy of her
birih ; her sweetness , of the love and respect of all the world , her piety , of her
religion ; her service , of her royal mistress ; and her beauty and truth , of her lord
...
... they agree to say nothing of her but what she deThat her spirit is worthy of her
birih ; her sweetness , of the love and respect of all the world , her piety , of her
religion ; her service , of her royal mistress ; and her beauty and truth , of her lord
...
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ALTAMONT , a young lord , in love with Calista Mr. Barrymore . HORATIO , his
friend Mr. Bensley . LOTHARIO , a young lord and Mr. Palmer . Rossano , bis
friend Mr. Williames . Women . CALISTA , daughter to Sciolto Mrs. Siddons .
LAVINIA ...
ALTAMONT , a young lord , in love with Calista Mr. Barrymore . HORATIO , his
friend Mr. Bensley . LOTHARIO , a young lord and Mr. Palmer . Rossano , bis
friend Mr. Williames . Women . CALISTA , daughter to Sciolto Mrs. Siddons .
LAVINIA ...
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Is this well done , my lord ? Have you put off All sense of human nature ? Keep a
little , A little pity , to distinguish manhood , Lest other men , tho'cruel , should
disclaim you , And judge you to be number'd with the brutes . Loth . I see thou'st ...
Is this well done , my lord ? Have you put off All sense of human nature ? Keep a
little , A little pity , to distinguish manhood , Lest other men , tho'cruel , should
disclaim you , And judge you to be number'd with the brutes . Loth . I see thou'st ...
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Read there , my lord , there , in her own sad lines , [ Giving a letter . Which best
can tell the story of her woes , That grief of heart which your unkindness gives her
. ( Lothario'reads . Your cruelty - Obedience to my father -- Give my hand to ...
Read there , my lord , there , in her own sad lines , [ Giving a letter . Which best
can tell the story of her woes , That grief of heart which your unkindness gives her
. ( Lothario'reads . Your cruelty - Obedience to my father -- Give my hand to ...
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My lord ! Trust me , it joys my heart that I have found you . Enquiring wherefore
you had left the company , 341 Before my brother's nuptial rites were ended ,
They told me you had felt some sudden illness . Where are you sick ? Is it your
head ...
My lord ! Trust me , it joys my heart that I have found you . Enquiring wherefore
you had left the company , 341 Before my brother's nuptial rites were ended ,
They told me you had felt some sudden illness . Where are you sick ? Is it your
head ...
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Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
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.