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Your cold hypocrisy's a stale device , A worn - out trick ; wouldst thou be thought
in earnest , Clothe thy feign'd zeal in rage , in fire , in fury ! Syph . In troth , thou'rt
able to instruct grey hairs , And teach the wily African deceit . Sem . Once more ...
Your cold hypocrisy's a stale device , A worn - out trick ; wouldst thou be thought
in earnest , Clothe thy feign'd zeal in rage , in fire , in fury ! Syph . In troth , thou'rt
able to instruct grey hairs , And teach the wily African deceit . Sem . Once more ...
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He is retir'd to rest , and seems to cherish Thoughts full of peace . He has
dispatch'd me hence With orders that bespeak a mind compos'd , And studious
for the safety of his friends . Marcia , take care that none disturb his slumbers . [
Ex . Mar.
He is retir'd to rest , and seems to cherish Thoughts full of peace . He has
dispatch'd me hence With orders that bespeak a mind compos'd , And studious
for the safety of his friends . Marcia , take care that none disturb his slumbers . [
Ex . Mar.
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And can I - O my heart abhors the thought I Stand by , and see his children robb'd
of right ? Glost . Dare not , ev'n for thy soul , to thwart me further ! None of your
arts , your feigning and your foolery ; Your dainty squeamish coying it to me ...
And can I - O my heart abhors the thought I Stand by , and see his children robb'd
of right ? Glost . Dare not , ev'n for thy soul , to thwart me further ! None of your
arts , your feigning and your foolery ; Your dainty squeamish coying it to me ...
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Curs'd be every thought Which looks that way ! “ The shricks of captive ( matrons
ço Sound in niy ears ! " Valeria . Forbear , forbear , Horatia ; Nor fright me with the
thought . Rome cannot fall . Think on the glorious battles she has fought ; Has ...
Curs'd be every thought Which looks that way ! “ The shricks of captive ( matrons
ço Sound in niy ears ! " Valeria . Forbear , forbear , Horatia ; Nor fright me with the
thought . Rome cannot fall . Think on the glorious battles she has fought ; Has ...
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Paleria . I know the task is hard , and thought I knew Thy virtue too . Valerius . I
must , I will obey thee . Lead on .-- Yet proythee , for a moment leave me , ' Till I
can recollect my scatter'd thoughts , And dare to be unhappy . Valeria . My
Valerius !
Paleria . I know the task is hard , and thought I knew Thy virtue too . Valerius . I
must , I will obey thee . Lead on .-- Yet proythee , for a moment leave me , ' Till I
can recollect my scatter'd thoughts , And dare to be unhappy . Valeria . My
Valerius !
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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.
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| Título | Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Volumen3 Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, John Bell |
| Editor | John Bell |
| Compilado por | John Bell |
| Editor | and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 4 Ene. 2007 |
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