The Works of Nicholas Rowe, Esq; ...J. and R. Tonson, T. Osborne, T. Waller, T. Longman, T. Caslon, C. Corbett, T. Lowndes, W. Nicoll, S. Bladon, and M. Richardson., 1766 - 373 páginas |
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... Pembroke . Earl of Suffex . Gardiner Bishop of Winchester Sir John Gates . Lieutenant of the Tower . Mr. Mills . Mr. Bowman . Mr. Booth . Mr. Elrington Mr. Ryan . Mr. Cibber . Mr. Shepherd . Mr. Quin . WOMEN . Dutchess of Suffolk . Lady ...
... Pembroke . Earl of Suffex . Gardiner Bishop of Winchester Sir John Gates . Lieutenant of the Tower . Mr. Mills . Mr. Bowman . Mr. Booth . Mr. Elrington Mr. Ryan . Mr. Cibber . Mr. Shepherd . Mr. Quin . WOMEN . Dutchess of Suffolk . Lady ...
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... PEMBROKE , Good - morrow , noble Pembroke , we have staid The Meeting of the Council for your Prefence . PEMBROKE . For mine , my Lord ! You mock your Servant fure , To fay that I am wanted , where yourself , The great Alcides of our ...
... PEMBROKE , Good - morrow , noble Pembroke , we have staid The Meeting of the Council for your Prefence . PEMBROKE . For mine , my Lord ! You mock your Servant fure , To fay that I am wanted , where yourself , The great Alcides of our ...
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... Pembroke . PEMBROKE . What fhall I answer to a Trust so noble , This Prodigality of Praise and Honor ? Were not your Grace too generous of Soul , To fpeak a Language differing from your Heart , How might I think you could not mean this ...
... Pembroke . PEMBROKE . What fhall I answer to a Trust so noble , This Prodigality of Praise and Honor ? Were not your Grace too generous of Soul , To fpeak a Language differing from your Heart , How might I think you could not mean this ...
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... PEMBROKE . One Moment's Paufe , and I attend your Grace . [ Exit Northumb . Old Winchester cries to me oft , Beware Of pround Northumberland . The tefly Prelate , Froward with Age , with difappointed Hopes , And zealous for old Rome ...
... PEMBROKE . One Moment's Paufe , and I attend your Grace . [ Exit Northumb . Old Winchester cries to me oft , Beware Of pround Northumberland . The tefly Prelate , Froward with Age , with difappointed Hopes , And zealous for old Rome ...
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... PEMBROKË . Oh ! Why shou❜d the , that univerfal Goodness , Like Light , a common Bleffing to the World , Rife like a Comet fatal to our Friendfhip , And threaten it with Ruin ? GUILFORD . Heaven forbid ! But tell me , Pembroke , Is it ...
... PEMBROKË . Oh ! Why shou❜d the , that univerfal Goodness , Like Light , a common Bleffing to the World , Rife like a Comet fatal to our Friendfhip , And threaten it with Ruin ? GUILFORD . Heaven forbid ! But tell me , Pembroke , Is it ...
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againſt ALICIA ARIBER ARIBERT Arms art thou Beauty behold BELLMOUR Bleffings Bofom Breaft Britons Caufe Cauſe Crown Curfe dear Death doft thou Enter ETHELINDA ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Eyes facred fafe fair Faith fame Fate fave fcorn Fears fecret feek feems fhall fhould fince firft foft fome Friend Friendſhip ftand ftill fuch fure GARDINER gentle GLO'S GLO'STER Gods Grace Guard GUILFORD Haftings Hand HASTINGS Heart Heav'n Honor Hopes JANE SHORE juft King Lady JANE laft Lord Lord Guilford Dudley Love Mafter moft muft muſt myſelf noble NORTHUMBERLAND o'er Offa OFRID once OSWAL Paffion Peace PEMBROKE Pity Pleaſure Pow'r prefent Prince Queen Rage Reafon reft rife RODOGUNE royal Saxon Senfe Seofrid ſhall ſhe Sorrows Soul ſpeak ſtill SUFFOLK thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art Thought thouſand thro truft whofe Wiſh Wo't thou wou'd wretched
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Página 124 - Perhaps, ev'n she may profit by th' example, And teach her beauty not to scorn my pow'r. Glost. This do, and wait me e'er the council sits. [Exeunt Rat. and Cat. My lord, y'are well encountred ; here has been A fair petitioner this morning with us ; Believe me, she has won me much to pity her: Alas! her gentle nature was not made To buffet with adversity. I told her How worthily her cause you had befriended ; How much for your good sake we meant to do, That you had spoke, and all things should be...
Página 142 - To see thee thus, thou know'st not how it wounds me; Thy agonies are added to my own, And make the burden more than I can bear. Farewell Good angels visit thy afflictions And bring thee peace and comfort from above.
Página 102 - How few, like thee, inquire the wretched out, And court the offices of soft Humanity ? Like thee reserve their raiment for the naked, Reach out their bread to feed the crying orphan, Or mix their pitying tears with those that weep ? Thy praise deserves a better tongue than mine, To speak and bless thy name.
Página 142 - Tis all in vain, this rage that tears thy bosom; Like a poor bird that flutters in its cage, Thou beat'st thyself to death. Retire, I beg thee; To see thee thus, thou know'st not how it wounds me; Thy agonies are added to my own, And make the burden more than I can bear.
Página 141 - Here then exchange we mutually forgiveness : So may the guilt of all my broken vows, My perjuries to thee, be all forgotten, As here my soul acquits thee of my death, As here I part without one angry thought, As here I leave thee with the softest tenderness, Mourning the chance of our disastrous loves, And begging Heav'n to bless and to support thee.
Página 307 - To forsake the fine folk of the town ! To think that a beauty so gay, So kind and so constant...
Página 133 - That I had art and eloquence divine, To pay my duty to my master's ashes, And plead, till death, the cause of...
Página 128 - Beyond or love's or friendship's sacred band, Beyond myself I prize my native land: On this foundation would I build my fame, And emulate the Greek and Roman name; Think England's peace bought cheaply with my blood, And die with pleasure for my country's good.
Página 155 - Why thus indulge thy fears ? And in despair, Abandon thy distracted soul to horror ? Cast every black and guilty thought behind thee, And let 'em never vex thy quiet more.
Página 149 - My guard, too, that observed me still so close, Tire in the task of their inhuman office, And loiter far behind. Alas ! I faint, My spirits fail at once — This is the door Of my Alicia Blessed opportunity ! I'll steal a little succour from her goodness, Now while no eye observes me.