Bell's British Theatre: Douglas, by J. Home. ... The alchymist, altered from B. Jonson1797 |
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... feel'st it . Hor . Hold , Sir ; another word , and then farewel : Tho ' I think greatly of Calista's virtue , And hold it far beyond thy pow'r to hurt ; Yet , as she shares the honour of my Altamont , That treasure of a soldier , bought ...
... feel'st it . Hor . Hold , Sir ; another word , and then farewel : Tho ' I think greatly of Calista's virtue , And hold it far beyond thy pow'r to hurt ; Yet , as she shares the honour of my Altamont , That treasure of a soldier , bought ...
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... feel thy pangs of disappointed love . " Is it not pity that this youth should fall , " That all his wond'rous goodness should be lost , " And the world never know it ? Oh , my Altamont ! " Give me thy sorrows , let me bear ' em for thee ...
... feel thy pangs of disappointed love . " Is it not pity that this youth should fall , " That all his wond'rous goodness should be lost , " And the world never know it ? Oh , my Altamont ! " Give me thy sorrows , let me bear ' em for thee ...
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... feel . My heart o'erflows with gratitude to Heav'n , And to this noble youth , who , all unknown Το you and yours , deliberated not , Nor paus'd at peril , but humanely brave , Fought on your side against such fearful odds . Have you ...
... feel . My heart o'erflows with gratitude to Heav'n , And to this noble youth , who , all unknown Το you and yours , deliberated not , Nor paus'd at peril , but humanely brave , Fought on your side against such fearful odds . Have you ...
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... feel . Who sadly sitting on the sea - beat shore , Long look for lords that never shall return . Glen . Oft has th ' unconquer'd Caledonian sword Widow'd the north . The children of the slain Come as I hope , to meet their father's fate ...
... feel . Who sadly sitting on the sea - beat shore , Long look for lords that never shall return . Glen . Oft has th ' unconquer'd Caledonian sword Widow'd the north . The children of the slain Come as I hope , to meet their father's fate ...
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... feel a little faintness ; [ Leans upon his sword . I hope it will not last . Lady R. There is no hope ! ` And we must part ! The hand of death is on thee ! Oh ! my beloved child ! O Douglas , Douglas 82 Aa V. DOUGLAS .
... feel a little faintness ; [ Leans upon his sword . I hope it will not last . Lady R. There is no hope ! ` And we must part ! The hand of death is on thee ! Oh ! my beloved child ! O Douglas , Douglas 82 Aa V. DOUGLAS .
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Alic Altamont Anna arms beauty behold bless bosom brave breast brother Cæsar Calista Cato Cato's charms Child Maurice Curiatius curse dear death Decius dost thou Douglas dreadful e'er Enter Ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes fair FAIR PENITENT fame fatal fate father fear foes fond forgive friendship gentle give Glen Glenalvon Glost grace grief hand happy hear heart Heav'n honour Horatia JANE SHORE Juba live look Lord HASTINGS Loth Lothario lov'd Lucia Lucius maid Marcia Marcus never NICHOLAS ROWE noble Norval Numidian o'er passion peace Pharsalia pity Portius pow'r prince rage Roman Roman senate Rome SCENE Sciolto scorn Sempronius shalt shame sorrows soul speak sword Syph Syphax tears tell tender thee thine thou art thou hast thought Twas Valeria vengeance virtue weep woes wretch youth
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Page 77 - It must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality? Or whence, this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; Tis heav'n 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...
Page 77 - ... 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.
Page 77 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; 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.
Page 77 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age and nature sink in years : But thou shall flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter and the crush of worlds.
Page 31 - 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.
Page 45 - Honour's a sacred tie, the law of kings, The noble mind's distinguishing perfection, That aids and strengthens virtue, where it meets her, And imitates her actions, where she is not : It ought not to be sported with.
Page 25 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire. Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Page viii - 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...
Page 33 - Afric's heat, and season'd to the sun; Numidia's spacious kingdom lies behind us, Ready to rise at its young prince's call. While there is hope, do not distrust the gods ; But wait, at least, till Caesar's near approach Force us to yield.
Page 73 - How beautiful is death when earned by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? What pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...