The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, in the English Language, Volume 2J. B. Lippincott, 1859 - English drama |
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... pity Of an insulting world - Possess'd of these , Plenty , content , and power might take their turn , And lofty pride bare its aspiring head At our approach , and once more bend before us.- A pleasing dream ! " Tis past ; and now I ...
... pity Of an insulting world - Possess'd of these , Plenty , content , and power might take their turn , And lofty pride bare its aspiring head At our approach , and once more bend before us.- A pleasing dream ! " Tis past ; and now I ...
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... pity you from my soul . Har . Then why don't you leave me ? Young C. " She never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' th ' bud , Feed on her damask cheek . " Take warning , Miss , when you once begin to pine in thought ...
... pity you from my soul . Har . Then why don't you leave me ? Young C. " She never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' th ' bud , Feed on her damask cheek . " Take warning , Miss , when you once begin to pine in thought ...
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... pity mine . Think of the agonies a daughter feels , When thus a parent wants the common food , The bounteous hand of nature meant for all . Phil . ' Twere best withdraw thee , princess ; thy assistance Evander wants not ; it is ...
... pity mine . Think of the agonies a daughter feels , When thus a parent wants the common food , The bounteous hand of nature meant for all . Phil . ' Twere best withdraw thee , princess ; thy assistance Evander wants not ; it is ...
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... pity your misfortunes ; yes , by heaven , My heart bleeds for you . Gods ! you've touch'd my soul ! The gen'rous impulse is not given in vain . I feel thee , nature , and I dare obey . Oh ! thou hast conquer'd . - Go , Euphrasia , go ...
... pity your misfortunes ; yes , by heaven , My heart bleeds for you . Gods ! you've touch'd my soul ! The gen'rous impulse is not given in vain . I feel thee , nature , and I dare obey . Oh ! thou hast conquer'd . - Go , Euphrasia , go ...
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... pity sees the wild , destructive havoc Of ruthless war ; he hath survey'd around The heaps of slain that cover yonder field , And , touch'd with gen'rous sense of human wo , Weeps o'er his victories . Dion . Your leader weeps ! Then let ...
... pity sees the wild , destructive havoc Of ruthless war ; he hath survey'd around The heaps of slain that cover yonder field , And , touch'd with gen'rous sense of human wo , Weeps o'er his victories . Dion . Your leader weeps ! Then let ...
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Page 308 - 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.
Page 159 - 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.
Page 353 - 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...
Page 347 - ... 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.
Page 252 - 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.
Page 395 - 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.
Page 347 - 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.
Page 395 - 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.
Page 300 - 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.
Page 264 - 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...