The Works of Joseph Addison: Including the Whole Contents of Bp. Hurd's Edition, with Letters and Other Pieces Not Found in Any Previous Collection ; and Macaulay's Essay on His Life and Works, Band 1Lippincott, 1883 |
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... PORTIUS , MARCUS , } Sons of Cato , DECIUS , Ambassador from Cæsar , Mutineers , Guards , & c . MR . BOOTH MR . KEEN . · MR . MILLS . · MR . WILKS MR . CIBBER . · MR . POWELL . MR . RYAN . · MR . BOWMAN . WOMEN . MARCIA , Daughter to ...
... PORTIUS , MARCUS , } Sons of Cato , DECIUS , Ambassador from Cæsar , Mutineers , Guards , & c . MR . BOOTH MR . KEEN . · MR . MILLS . · MR . WILKS MR . CIBBER . · MR . POWELL . MR . RYAN . · MR . BOWMAN . WOMEN . MARCIA , Daughter to ...
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... PORTIUS , MARCUS . PORTIUS . The dawn is overcast , the morning low'rs , 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 ...
... PORTIUS , MARCUS . PORTIUS . The dawn is overcast , the morning low'rs , 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 ...
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... Portius ! is there not some chosen curse , Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven , Red with uncommon wrath , to blast the man , Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin ? PORTIUS . Believe me , Marcus , ' tis an impious ...
... Portius ! is there not some chosen curse , Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven , Red with uncommon wrath , to blast the man , Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin ? PORTIUS . Believe me , Marcus , ' tis an impious ...
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... Portius ! didst thou taste but half the griefs That wring my soul , thou couldst not talk thus coldly . Passion unpity'd , and successless love , Plant daggers in my heart , and aggravate My other griefs . Were but my Lucia kind ! — PORTIUS ...
... Portius ! didst thou taste but half the griefs That wring my soul , thou couldst not talk thus coldly . Passion unpity'd , and successless love , Plant daggers in my heart , and aggravate My other griefs . Were but my Lucia kind ! — PORTIUS ...
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... Portius , no more ! your words leave stings be hind ' em . Whene'er did Juba , or did Portius , show A virtue that has cast me at a distance , And thrown me out in the pursuits of honour ? PORTIUS . Marcus , I know thy gen'rous temper ...
... Portius , no more ! your words leave stings be hind ' em . Whene'er did Juba , or did Portius , show A virtue that has cast me at a distance , And thrown me out in the pursuits of honour ? PORTIUS . Marcus , I know thy gen'rous temper ...
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ABIGAL Addison admire Æneid appear arms beauty behold blood Boileau BUTLER Cæsar Cato Cato's charms COACHMAN conjurer dear death DECIUS dost thou drum English ev'ry eyes fame FANTOME fate father fear friends GARDENER genius give gods grace GRIDELINE grief hand hast hear heart heaven honour Jove JUBA KING LADY Lancelot Addison Latin live look Lord Lord Halifax lov'd LUCIA LUCIUS maid MARCIA MARCUS Marlborough mighty muse never numbers Numidian nymph o'er Ovid passion Pentheus pleasure poem poet Pope PORTIUS praise prince Prithee QUEEN rage rise Roman Rome Rosamond SCENE SEMPRONIUS shade shine SIR GEORGE Sir Richard Steele SIR TRUSTY soul speak Spectator Steele story sword SYPHAX Tatler tears tell thee thing thought thousand thunder Tickell TINSEL tories turn VELLUM verse Virgil virtue Voltaire whig Whilst words wou'd writing young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 199 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Seite 411 - 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 203 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Seite 199 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 204 - How are thy Servants blest |"OW are Thy servants blest, O Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence.
Seite 454 - ... 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 203 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Seite lv - The plan of the Spectator must be allowed to be both original and eminently happy. Every valuable essay in the series may be read with pleasure separately ; yet the five or six hundred essays form a whole, and a whole which has the interest of a novel. It must be remembered, too, that at that time no novel, giving a lively and powerful picture of the common life and manners of England, had appeared. Richardson was working as a compositor. Fielding was robbing birds
Seite lv - We have not the least doubt that if Addison had written a novel on an extensive plan, it would have been superior to any that we possess. As it is, he is entitled to be considered not only as the greatest of the English essayists, but as the forerunner of the greatest English novelists.
Seite xix - He is taller, by almost the breadth of my nail, than any of his court ; which alone is enough to strike an awe into the beholders.