Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I. Bickerstaff[e1797 |
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Pagina 36
... Alex . I pardon thee for my old Clytus ' sake ; But if once more thou mention thy rash love , Or dar'st attempt Hephestion's precious life ; I'll pour such storms of indignation on thee Philotas ' rack , Calisthenes ' disgrace , Shall ...
... Alex . I pardon thee for my old Clytus ' sake ; But if once more thou mention thy rash love , Or dar'st attempt Hephestion's precious life ; I'll pour such storms of indignation on thee Philotas ' rack , Calisthenes ' disgrace , Shall ...
Pagina 37
Alex . How fares My love ? -Ha ! neither answer me ! all silent ! A sudden horror , like a bolt of ice , Shoots to my heart , and ' numbs the seat of life . Heph . I would relate it , but my courage fails me . Alex . Why stand you all ...
Alex . How fares My love ? -Ha ! neither answer me ! all silent ! A sudden horror , like a bolt of ice , Shoots to my heart , and ' numbs the seat of life . Heph . I would relate it , but my courage fails me . Alex . Why stand you all ...
Pagina 38
... Alex . Ha ! could you wish me to forget Statira ! The star which brightens Alexander's life , His guide by day and goddess of his nights ! I feel her now , she beats in every pulse , Throbs at my heart , and circles with my blood ! Sys ...
... Alex . Ha ! could you wish me to forget Statira ! The star which brightens Alexander's life , His guide by day and goddess of his nights ! I feel her now , she beats in every pulse , Throbs at my heart , and circles with my blood ! Sys ...
Pagina 39
... Alex . Why dost thou tempt me thus to thy undoing Death thou should'st have were it not courted so : But know , to thy confusion , that my word , Like destiny , admits of no repeal ; Therefore in chains shall thou behold the nuptials Of ...
... Alex . Why dost thou tempt me thus to thy undoing Death thou should'st have were it not courted so : But know , to thy confusion , that my word , Like destiny , admits of no repeal ; Therefore in chains shall thou behold the nuptials Of ...
Pagina 40
... Alex . Would I had not ; There's no true joy in such unwieldy fortune . Eternal gazers lasting troubles make ; All find my spots , but few observe my brightness . Stand from about me all , and give me air . Yes , I will shake this Cupid ...
... Alex . Would I had not ; There's no true joy in such unwieldy fortune . Eternal gazers lasting troubles make ; All find my spots , but few observe my brightness . Stand from about me all , and give me air . Yes , I will shake this Cupid ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 47 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Pagina 34 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Pagina 34 - Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
Pagina 31 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Pagina 66 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Pagina 32 - That musing meditation most affects The pensive secrecy of desert cell, Far from the cheerful haunt of men and herds, And sits as safe as in a senate-house ; For who would rob a hermit of his weeds, His few books, or his beads, or maple dish...
Pagina 56 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
Pagina 48 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Pagina 23 - My best guide now : methought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment, Such as the jocund flute, or gamesome pipe, Stirs up among the loose unletter'd hinds, When, for their teeming flocks, and granges full, In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan, And thank the gods amiss.
Pagina 44 - I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death...