The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Volumen2Lewis A. Lewis, 1830 |
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... present bliss endure , From fortune , time , and death secure ! BOTH . O may the present bliss endure ! KING . My eye could ever gaze , my ear Those gentle sounds could ever hear : [ Exit King . But oh ! with noonday heats ROSAMOND . 19.
... present bliss endure , From fortune , time , and death secure ! BOTH . O may the present bliss endure ! KING . My eye could ever gaze , my ear Those gentle sounds could ever hear : [ Exit King . But oh ! with noonday heats ROSAMOND . 19.
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... present writing . " The bower turns round , my brain's abus'd , The labyrinth grows more confus'd , The thickets dance- -I stretch , I yawn . Death has tripp'd up my heels - I'm gone . SCENE VIII . QUEEN sola . The conflict of my mind ...
... present writing . " The bower turns round , my brain's abus'd , The labyrinth grows more confus'd , The thickets dance- -I stretch , I yawn . Death has tripp'd up my heels - I'm gone . SCENE VIII . QUEEN sola . The conflict of my mind ...
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... present times agree , To brand my name with cruelty ; How does my heart for such a prize The vain censorious world despise ! But see your slave , while yet I speak , From his dull trance unfetter'd break ! As he the potion shall survive ...
... present times agree , To brand my name with cruelty ; How does my heart for such a prize The vain censorious world despise ! But see your slave , while yet I speak , From his dull trance unfetter'd break ! As he the potion shall survive ...
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... with innocence : Thy raptures last , and are sincere , From future grief and present fear . BOTH . Who to forbidden joys would rove , That knows the sweets of virtuous love ! САТО , A TRAGEDY . Ecce spectaculum dignum , ad 40 ROSAMOND .
... with innocence : Thy raptures last , and are sincere , From future grief and present fear . BOTH . Who to forbidden joys would rove , That knows the sweets of virtuous love ! САТО , A TRAGEDY . Ecce spectaculum dignum , ad 40 ROSAMOND .
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... present woes , May still grow white , and smile with happier hours . So the pure limpid stream , when foul with stains Of rushing torrents , and descending rains , Works itself clear , and as it runs , refines ; Till , by degrees , the ...
... present woes , May still grow white , and smile with happier hours . So the pure limpid stream , when foul with stains Of rushing torrents , and descending rains , Works itself clear , and as it runs , refines ; Till , by degrees , the ...
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ABIG Abigail Alcibiades arms beats Behold believe blood bower Cæsar Cato Cato's charms COACH conjurer dear death DECIUS dost thou dreadful drum duke of Anjou Enter Exit eyes fair fancy FANT Fantome fate father fear friends GARD ghost give gods GRID GRIDELINE grief hand hear heart heaven ho--nour honour husband JUBA KING LADY liberty live Look ye lover LUCIA LUCIUS madam maid MARCIA MARCUS marry master never night nonsense Numidian o'er passion Pharsalia PORTIUS Pray prince Prithee QUEEN rage riddle rise Roman Roman senate Rome Rosamond SCENE secret SEMP Sempronius senate servants SIR GEORGE SIR TRUSTY sorrow soul Spanish monarchy speak stand steward sword SYPHAX talk tears tell thee Theophrastus Thou art thou hast thought thousand pound TINSEL Utica VELLUM virtue vows widow woes woman word wouldst young youth Сато
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Página 56 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind in conscious virtue bold, " Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Página 121 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? 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.
Página 118 - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...
Página 120 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Página 122 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 57 - A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state! While Cato gives his little senate laws, What bosom beats not in his country's cause?
Página 82 - Utica, And at the head of your own little senate; You don't now thunder in the capitol, With all the mouths of Rome to second you. Cato. Let him consider that, who drives us hither, 'Tis Caesar's sword has made Rome's senate little, And thinned its ranks. Alas! thy dazzled eye Beholds this man in a false, glaring light, Which conquest, and success...
Página 94 - tis no matter, we shall do without him. He'll make a pretty figure in a triumph, And serve to trip before the victor's chariot. Syphax, I now may hope thou hast forsook Thy Juba's cause, and wishest Marcia mine.
Página 78 - 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 throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Página 95 - So, where our wide Numidian wastes extend, Sudden, th' impetuous hurricanes descend, Wheel through the air, in circling eddies play, Tear up the sands, and sweep whole plains away. The helpless traveller, with wild surprise, Sees the dry desert all around him rise, And smother'd in the dusty whirlwind dies.