The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Band 2Lewis A. Lewis, 1830 |
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... falling tear ? Oft in my silent dreams by night With such a look I've seen him fly , Wafted by angels to the sky , And lost in endless tracts of light ; While I , abandon'd and forlorn , To dark and dismal deserts borne , Through lonely ...
... falling tear ? Oft in my silent dreams by night With such a look I've seen him fly , Wafted by angels to the sky , And lost in endless tracts of light ; While I , abandon'd and forlorn , To dark and dismal deserts borne , Through lonely ...
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... Falling on her knees . Ros . O spare my blood , And let me grasp the deadly bowl . QUEEN . Ye powers , how pity rends my soul ! Ros . Thus prostrate at your feet I fall . O let me still for mercy call ! Accept , great queen , like injur ...
... Falling on her knees . Ros . O spare my blood , And let me grasp the deadly bowl . QUEEN . Ye powers , how pity rends my soul ! Ros . Thus prostrate at your feet I fall . O let me still for mercy call ! Accept , great queen , like injur ...
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... Falls on the couch . QUEEN . Hear and observe your queen's commands . [ To her attendants . [ Exeunt with the body . Beneath those hills a convent stands , Where the fam'd streams of Isis stray ; Thither the breathless corse convey ...
... Falls on the couch . QUEEN . Hear and observe your queen's commands . [ To her attendants . [ Exeunt with the body . Beneath those hills a convent stands , Where the fam'd streams of Isis stray ; Thither the breathless corse convey ...
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... falls . SCENE VIII . QUEEN sola . The conflict of my mind is o'er , And Rosamond shall charm no more . Hence ye secret damps of care , Fierce disdain , and cold despair . Hence ye fears and doubts remove ; Hence grief and D 3 ROSAMOND ...
... falls . SCENE VIII . QUEEN sola . The conflict of my mind is o'er , And Rosamond shall charm no more . Hence ye secret damps of care , Fierce disdain , and cold despair . Hence ye fears and doubts remove ; Hence grief and D 3 ROSAMOND ...
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... fall , Crush'd by the thunder of the Gaul ? Why did the spear my bosom miss ? Ye pow'rs , was I reserv'd for this ! Distracted with woe I'll rush on the foe To seek my relief : The sword or the dart Shall pierce my sad heart , And ...
... fall , Crush'd by the thunder of the Gaul ? Why did the spear my bosom miss ? Ye pow'rs , was I reserv'd for this ! Distracted with woe I'll rush on the foe To seek my relief : The sword or the dart Shall pierce my sad heart , And ...
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ABIG Abigail Alcibiades arms beats Behold believe blood bower Cæsar Cato Cato's charms COACH conjurer dear death DECIUS dost thou dreadful drum duke of Anjou Enter Exit eyes fair fancy FANT Fantome fate father fear friends GARD ghost give gods GRID GRIDELINE grief hand happy hear heart heaven ho--nour honour husband JUBA KING LADY liberty live Look ye lover LUCIA LUCIUS madam maid MARCIA MARCUS marry master never night Numidian o'er passion Pharsalia pleasure PORTIUS Pray prince Prithee QUEEN rage riddle rise Roman Roman senate Rome Rosamond SCENE secret SEMP Sempronius senate servants SIR GEORGE SIR TRUSTY sorrow soul Spanish monarchy speak stand steward sword SYPHAX talk tears tell thee Theophrastus thou art thou hast thought thousand pound TINSEL Utica VELLUM virtue vows widow woman word wouldst young youth Сато
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Seite 64 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 129 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? 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.
Seite 65 - A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws, What bosom beats not in his country's cause ? Who sees him act, but envies every deed ? Who hears him groan, and does not wish to bleed?
Seite 88 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Seite 130 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Seite 130 - ... 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.
Seite 86 - 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 throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Seite 129 - The wide, th' unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. 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 128 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Seite 67 - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood. Already...