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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 .
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 .
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Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of Heav'n are dark and
intricate ; Puzzled in mazes , and perplex'd with errors , Our understanding traces
them in vain , Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search ; Nor sees with how
much ...
Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of Heav'n are dark and
intricate ; Puzzled in mazes , and perplex'd with errors , Our understanding traces
them in vain , Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search ; Nor sees with how
much ...
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Alas , he's lost ! He's lost , Sempronius ; all his thoughts are full Of Cato's virtues--
But I'll try once more ( For every instant I expect him here ) If yet I can subdue
those stubborn principles Of faith and honour , and I know not what , That have ...
Alas , he's lost ! He's lost , Sempronius ; all his thoughts are full Of Cato's virtues--
But I'll try once more ( For every instant I expect him here ) If yet I can subdue
those stubborn principles Of faith and honour , and I know not what , That have ...
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I heard it too ; And flew to find thee , ere the fatal news Had hurt thy quiet , that
thou might'st lave learnt it From a friend's tongue , and dress'd in gentler terms .
Horatia . Oh , I am lost , Valeria ! lost to virtue . Ev'n while my country's fate , the
fate ...
I heard it too ; And flew to find thee , ere the fatal news Had hurt thy quiet , that
thou might'st lave learnt it From a friend's tongue , and dress'd in gentler terms .
Horatia . Oh , I am lost , Valeria ! lost to virtue . Ev'n while my country's fate , the
fate ...
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Valeria . Dear maid , Restrain your sorrows ; I've already told you My brother will
with transport execute Whatever you command . Horatia . Oh , wherefore then Is
he away ? Each moment now is precious ; If lost , ' tis lost for ever , and if gain'd ...
Valeria . Dear maid , Restrain your sorrows ; I've already told you My brother will
with transport execute Whatever you command . Horatia . Oh , wherefore then Is
he away ? Each moment now is precious ; If lost , ' tis lost for ever , and if gain'd ...
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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.