Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays...J. Bell; & C. Etherington, 1778 |
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... Forgive me , Sir- Have you no doubt , no forefight of refistance , Nay , of refufal , on the prince's part ? For me , in fpite of all my partial hopes , I dread fome bar , fome obftacle unknown , Betwixt us and our wishes . Alon ...
... Forgive me , Sir- Have you no doubt , no forefight of refistance , Nay , of refufal , on the prince's part ? For me , in fpite of all my partial hopes , I dread fome bar , fome obftacle unknown , Betwixt us and our wishes . Alon ...
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... Forgive , my Lord , this transport . Alon . Let calm reason Guide all you fay . Proceed . Rod . I afk again , Is it in queftion , whether your renown Should live by him , or be for ever loft ? ' He , and there is none other , can ...
... Forgive , my Lord , this transport . Alon . Let calm reason Guide all you fay . Proceed . Rod . I afk again , Is it in queftion , whether your renown Should live by him , or be for ever loft ? ' He , and there is none other , can ...
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... Forgive the language of defpair . My children , kneel with me ; your infant tears May wake at last the parent in his breast . Sir , they are yours - behold them not as mine . The law demands a victim - here , on me Exhaust its utmost ...
... Forgive the language of defpair . My children , kneel with me ; your infant tears May wake at last the parent in his breast . Sir , they are yours - behold them not as mine . The law demands a victim - here , on me Exhaust its utmost ...
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... Forgive the language of defpair . My children , kneel with me ; your infant tears May wake at last the parent in his breast . Sir , they are yours - behold them not as mine . The law demands a victim - here , on me Exhaust its utmost ...
... Forgive the language of defpair . My children , kneel with me ; your infant tears May wake at last the parent in his breast . Sir , they are yours - behold them not as mine . The law demands a victim - here , on me Exhaust its utmost ...
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... forgiveness . [ To Boad . Boad . Weak wretch , and yet whofe impotence aspires To mix in warlike councils , and determine The fate of captives , won in fields of death , Thou wouldst do better to reserve thy tears ; Thou shalt have ...
... forgiveness . [ To Boad . Boad . Weak wretch , and yet whofe impotence aspires To mix in warlike councils , and determine The fate of captives , won in fields of death , Thou wouldst do better to reserve thy tears ; Thou shalt have ...
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Afide againſt Alet Anna arms art thou Athens behold Boad Boadicia bofom breaſt brother caufe cauſe Comedy Country Wife Creufa Curiatius dear death doft thou Don Ped Douglas Dumnorix Ebran Elvira Enob Enter Ev'n Exit eyes facred fame fate father fav'd fave fear fecret feem fhall fhame fhould fifter fight filent flain Flam fome foon forrows foul fpeak fpirit ftill fuch fure fword Glenalvon glory grief hear heart heaven honour Horatia huſband Ilyf Ilyffus juft juftice King Lady laft laſt loft Lord lov'd Lycea moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Nicander o'er paffion Phor Phorbas Publius Pyth Pythia Queen rage Randolph reafon Roman Rome ſhall ſpeak ſtate ſtill tears tell tenderneſs thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thought Tragedy tranfports Tullus twas Valeria Venufia virtue whofe Xuthus youth
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Seite 7 - I do, I do Go in, my child, the gods may find a way To make thee happy yet. But on thy duty, Whate'er reports may reach, or fears alarm thee, I charge thee come not to the field. Horatia. I will not, If you command it, Sir. But will you then, As far as cruel honour may permit, Remember that your poor Horatia's life Hangs on this dreadful contest 1 Horatius.
Seite 20 - I shall e'er acquire a leader's name, My speech will be less ardent. Novelty Now prompts my tongue, and youthful admiration Vents itself freely ; since no part is mine Of praise- pertaining to the great in arms.
Seite 56 - Rush'd like a torrent down upon the vale, Sweeping our flocks and herds.
Seite 25 - Thy father's memory, think of this no more. One thing I have to say before we part : Long wert thou lost ; and thou art found, my child, In a most fearful season. War and battle I have great cause to dread. Too well I see Which way the current of thy temper sets : To-day I've found thee. Oh...
Seite 50 - What power directed thy unconscious tongue To speak as thou hast done ? to name Anna. I know not : But since my words have made my mistress tremble, I will speak so no more; but silent mix My tears with hers.
Seite 11 - tis my key, And opes the wicket of the human heart. How far I have succeeded now I know not, Yet I incline to think her stormy virtue Is...
Seite 50 - To speak as thou hast done ? to name — Anna. I know not : But since my words have made my mistress tremble, I will speak so no more ; but silent mix My tears with hers. Lady R. No, thou shall not be silent. I'll trust thy faithful love, and thou shall be Henceforth th' instructed partner of my woes.
Seite 54 - scap'd unknown: a slender consolation! Heaven is my witness that I do not love To sow in peril, and let others reap The jocund harvest. Yet I am not safe: By love, or something like it, stung, inflam'd, Madly I blabb'd my passion to his wife, хк And she has threaten'd to acquaint him of it.
Seite 12 - Of some young knight resolv'd to break a spear, And stain with hostile blood his maiden arms. The Danes are landed : we must beat them back, Or live the slaves of Denmark. Lady R.
Seite 20 - His port I love : he's in a proper mood To chide the thunder, if at him it roar'd.— [Aside. Has Norval seen the troops ? Nor. The setting sun With...