The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, in the English Language, 2±ÇJ. B. Lippincott, 1859 |
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7 ÆäÀÌÁö
... bear . Tears are for lighter woes ; Fear , no such danger knows , As Fate remorseless shows , Endless despair . Dear cause of all my pain , On the wide stormy main , Thou wast preserved in vain , Though still ador'd ; Hadst thou died ...
... bear . Tears are for lighter woes ; Fear , no such danger knows , As Fate remorseless shows , Endless despair . Dear cause of all my pain , On the wide stormy main , Thou wast preserved in vain , Though still ador'd ; Hadst thou died ...
8 ÆäÀÌÁö
... bear our lot Without reproach or guilt : but by one act Of desperation we may overthrow The merit we've been raising all our days ; And lose our whole reward . And now , methinks , Now more than ever , we have cause to fear , And be ...
... bear our lot Without reproach or guilt : but by one act Of desperation we may overthrow The merit we've been raising all our days ; And lose our whole reward . And now , methinks , Now more than ever , we have cause to fear , And be ...
10 ÆäÀÌÁö
... bear the transport . Wil . Let me know it : Give me my portion of thy sorrow , Charlotte ! Let me partake thy grief , or bear it for thee . Char . Alas ! my Wilmot ! the sad tears are thine ; They flow for thy misfortunes . I am pierc'd ...
... bear the transport . Wil . Let me know it : Give me my portion of thy sorrow , Charlotte ! Let me partake thy grief , or bear it for thee . Char . Alas ! my Wilmot ! the sad tears are thine ; They flow for thy misfortunes . I am pierc'd ...
11 ÆäÀÌÁö
... bear my joy ? My parents , yours , my friends , all will be mine . If such the early hopes , the vernal bloom , The distant prospect of my future bliss , Then what the ruddy autumn ? -What the fruit , The full possession of thy heavenly ...
... bear my joy ? My parents , yours , my friends , all will be mine . If such the early hopes , the vernal bloom , The distant prospect of my future bliss , Then what the ruddy autumn ? -What the fruit , The full possession of thy heavenly ...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö
... bear a part ? Wil . How has my curiosity betray'd me Into superfluous pain ! I faint with fondness ; [ Gives a letter . And shall , if I stay longer , rush upon them , Proclaim myself their son , kiss and embrace them ; And death and ...
... bear a part ? Wil . How has my curiosity betray'd me Into superfluous pain ! I faint with fondness ; [ Gives a letter . And shall , if I stay longer , rush upon them , Proclaim myself their son , kiss and embrace them ; And death and ...
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Aladin arms art thou Arvida Belvidera better bless Capt Castalio Cato Cham Char Clarinda colonel COVENT GARDEN curse dare dear death devil door Eger Enter Erit Euph Exeunt Exit eyes father Faulkland fear fellow fortune gentleman give hand happy hear heart Heaven honour hope husband Juba Kitty Lady Lady L leave live look lord Lucy Madam Malaprop marriage marry master MIRABEL Miss H mistress ne'er never night Nysa o'er passion Pertinax Philotas Phocion pity poor Pr'ythee pray Raby Rackett Rand Re-enter Sackbut SCENE Selim servant Sir G Snacks soul speak Stuke sure sword Syphax tears tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Timoleon Tony twas villain virtue what's wife wish woman wretch young Zounds
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308 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
159 ÆäÀÌÁö - My name is Norval ! on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks : a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
353 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sir, I repeat it, if I please you in this affair, 'tis all I desire. Not that I think a woman the worse for being handsome; but, sir, if you please to recollect, you before hinted something about a hump or two, one eye, and a few more graces of that kind. Now, without being very nice...
347 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... geometry, that she might know something of the contagious countries. But above all, Sir Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying. This, Sir Anthony, is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
252 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ohy woman! lovely woman! nature made thee .To temper man : we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
395 ÆäÀÌÁö - After the disappointments of the day, welcome once more, Charles, to the comforts of a clean room and a good fire. Upon my word a very well-looking house ; antique but creditable. Mar. The usual fate of a large mansion. Having first ruined the master by good housekeeping, it at last comes to levy contributions as an inn.
347 ÆäÀÌÁö - I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or algebra, or simony, or fluxions, or paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning — neither would it be necessary for her to handle any of your mathematical, astronomical, diabolical instruments.
395 ÆäÀÌÁö - But tell me, George, where could I have learned that assurance you talk of ? My life has been chiefly spent in a college or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of the creation that chiefly teach men confidence. I don't know that I was ever familiarly acquainted with a single modest woman — except my mother — But among females of another class, you know — HAST.
300 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
264 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then hear me, bounteous heaven ; Pour down your blessings on this beauteous head, Where everlasting sweets are always springing : . With a continual giving hand, let peace, Honour, and safety, always hover round her ; Feed her with plenty, let her eyes ne'er see A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning : Crown all her days with joy...