Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Volumen3 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 5
Página 14
Alt . By Heav'n he found my fortunes so abandon'd , That nothing but a miracle
could raise ' em : 40 My father's bounty , and the state's ingratitude , Had stripp'd
him bare , nor left him ev'n a grave . Undone myself and sinking with his ruin , I ...
Alt . By Heav'n he found my fortunes so abandon'd , That nothing but a miracle
could raise ' em : 40 My father's bounty , and the state's ingratitude , Had stripp'd
him bare , nor left him ev'n a grave . Undone myself and sinking with his ruin , I ...
Página 46
The blest know none of this , But rest in everlasting peace of mind , And find the
height of all their heav'n is goodness . Cal . And what bold parasite's officious
tongue Shall dare to tax Calista's name with guilt ? Hor . None should ; but ' tis a ...
The blest know none of this , But rest in everlasting peace of mind , And find the
height of all their heav'n is goodness . Cal . And what bold parasite's officious
tongue Shall dare to tax Calista's name with guilt ? Hor . None should ; but ' tis a ...
Página 73
But Heav'n accelerates its vengeance on thee . Now for my own and lady
Randolph's wrongs . Enter Lord RANDOLPH . Lord R. Hold , I command you both
. The man that stirs Makes me his foe . Nor . Another voice than thine That threat
had ...
But Heav'n accelerates its vengeance on thee . Now for my own and lady
Randolph's wrongs . Enter Lord RANDOLPH . Lord R. Hold , I command you both
. The man that stirs Makes me his foe . Nor . Another voice than thine That threat
had ...
Página 55
No , Portius , no ; I see thy sister's tears , Thy father's anguish , and thy brother's
death , In the pursuit of our ill - fated loves : And , Portius , here I swear , to Heav'n
I swear , To Heav'n and all the powers that judge mankind , Never to mix my ...
No , Portius , no ; I see thy sister's tears , Thy father's anguish , and thy brother's
death , In the pursuit of our ill - fated loves : And , Portius , here I swear , to Heav'n
I swear , To Heav'n and all the powers that judge mankind , Never to mix my ...
Página 57
Think , Portius , think thou seest thy dying brother Stabb'd at his heart , and all
besmear'd with blood , Storming at Heav'n and thee ! Thy awful sire Sternly
demands the cause , th'accursed cause That robs him of his son : poor Marcia
trembles ...
Think , Portius , think thou seest thy dying brother Stabb'd at his heart , and all
besmear'd with blood , Storming at Heav'n and thee ! Thy awful sire Sternly
demands the cause , th'accursed cause That robs him of his son : poor Marcia
trembles ...
Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 78 - When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.