British Theatre, Comprising Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, from the Most Classic Writers: Complete in One Volume, 3±ÇFleischer, 1828 - 908ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... give better prospects , still to keep The sword unsheath'd , and turn its edge on Caesar . Juba . The resolution fits a Roman senate . But , Cato , lend me for awhile thy patience , And condescend to hear a young man speak . My father ...
... give better prospects , still to keep The sword unsheath'd , and turn its edge on Caesar . Juba . The resolution fits a Roman senate . But , Cato , lend me for awhile thy patience , And condescend to hear a young man speak . My father ...
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... give , and soon for- get affronts ; Old age is slow , in both - A false old traitor ! - These words , rash boy , may chance to dest thee dear . My heart had still some foolish fondness for thee , But hence , ' tis gone ! I give it to ...
... give , and soon for- get affronts ; Old age is slow , in both - A false old traitor ! - These words , rash boy , may chance to dest thee dear . My heart had still some foolish fondness for thee , But hence , ' tis gone ! I give it to ...
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... give a loose to sorrow , Marcia could answer thee in sighs , keep pace With all thy woes , and count out tear for tear . Lucia . I know thou'rt doom'd alike to bel belov'd Portius ? Marcia . Still I must beg thee not to name Sempronius ...
... give a loose to sorrow , Marcia could answer thee in sighs , keep pace With all thy woes , and count out tear for tear . Lucia . I know thou'rt doom'd alike to bel belov'd Portius ? Marcia . Still I must beg thee not to name Sempronius ...
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... Give me thy love , I'll give thee liberty . is Osm . In vain you offer , and in vain require What neither can bestow . Set free yourself , And leave a slave the wretch that would be so . Zara . Thou canst not mean so poorly as thou talk ...
... Give me thy love , I'll give thee liberty . is Osm . In vain you offer , and in vain require What neither can bestow . Set free yourself , And leave a slave the wretch that would be so . Zara . Thou canst not mean so poorly as thou talk ...
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... give again the day . Zara . You're too secure : the danger is more . imminent Than your high courage suffers you to see : While Osmyn lives , you are not safe . King . His doom Is pass'd : if you revoke it not , he dies . Zara . ' Tis ...
... give again the day . Zara . You're too secure : the danger is more . imminent Than your high courage suffers you to see : While Osmyn lives , you are not safe . King . His doom Is pass'd : if you revoke it not , he dies . Zara . ' Tis ...
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15 ÆäÀÌÁö - But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it. 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.
490 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... with my back to the fire. I like to give them a hearty reception in the old style at my gate. I like to see their horses and trunks taken care of.
359 ÆäÀÌÁö - I hate a lover that can dare to think he draws a moment's air, independent on the bounty of his mistress. There is not so impudent a thing in nature, as the saucy look of an assured man, confident of success. The pedantic arrogance of a very husband has not so pragmatical an air. Ah! I'll never marry, unless I am first made sure of my will and pleasure.
189 ÆäÀÌÁö - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'm weary of conjectures : — this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword. Thus am I doubly armed : my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me. This in a moment brings me to an end; But this informs me I shall never die.
489 ÆäÀÌÁö - You must not be so talkative, Diggory. You must be all attention to the guests. You must hear us talk, and not think of talking...
487 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.
488 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have taken from the barn, are to make a shew at the side-table ; and you, Roger, whom I have advanced from the plough, are to place yourself behind my chair. But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets, Roger ; and from your head, you blockhead you.
485 ÆäÀÌÁö - I vow, Mr. Hardcastle, you're very particular. Is there a creature in the whole country, but ourselves, that does not take a trip to town now and then, to rub off the rust a little?
116 ÆäÀÌÁö - To you, Sirs, and your honours, I bequeath her, And with her this. When I prove unworthy — (gives a dagger) You know the rest — then strike it to her heart; And tell her, he who three whole happy years Lay in her arms, and each kind night repeated The passionate vows of still increasing love, Sent that reward for all her truth and sufferings.