Bell's British Theatre,: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays ...John Bell, near Exeter Exchange, in the Strand, and C. Etherington, at York, 1778 |
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... fight ; And hers , when freedom is the theme , to write . For this , a British author bids again The heroine rife , to grace the British scene . Here , as in life , he breathes her genuine flame : She asks what befom has not felt the ...
... fight ; And hers , when freedom is the theme , to write . For this , a British author bids again The heroine rife , to grace the British scene . Here , as in life , he breathes her genuine flame : She asks what befom has not felt the ...
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... fights , Suftain'd for Carthage ; whofe defence alone Engag'd my lovelefs marriage - vows with his .、 But know you not , that in the Roman camp I have a lover too ; a gallant , brave , And difappointed lover , full of wrath , Returning ...
... fights , Suftain'd for Carthage ; whofe defence alone Engag'd my lovelefs marriage - vows with his .、 But know you not , that in the Roman camp I have a lover too ; a gallant , brave , And difappointed lover , full of wrath , Returning ...
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... fight For their own fetters too ? -The conquering troops , How points their motion ? Me At my heels they came , Loud - fhouting , dreadful , in a cloud of dust , By Mafiniffa headed . [ Shout . Soph . Hark ! arrived . [ Exit Mef . 3 ...
... fight For their own fetters too ? -The conquering troops , How points their motion ? Me At my heels they came , Loud - fhouting , dreadful , in a cloud of dust , By Mafiniffa headed . [ Shout . Soph . Hark ! arrived . [ Exit Mef . 3 ...
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... fight , this hand Should urge the faithful poniard to your heart , And glory in the deed . Bur , while hope lives , Let not the generous die . ' Tis late before The brave defpair . Soph . Thou copy of my fou !! And now my friend indeed ...
... fight , this hand Should urge the faithful poniard to your heart , And glory in the deed . Bur , while hope lives , Let not the generous die . ' Tis late before The brave defpair . Soph . Thou copy of my fou !! And now my friend indeed ...
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... fight , and chiding afk'd His officers , if by this gift they meent To cloud his glory in its very dawn . Maf.Oh , gods ! my fluttering heart ! On , ftop not , Narva . Nar . She question'd of her birth , in trembling accents , With ...
... fight , and chiding afk'd His officers , if by this gift they meent To cloud his glory in its very dawn . Maf.Oh , gods ! my fluttering heart ! On , ftop not , Narva . Nar . She question'd of her birth , in trembling accents , With ...
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Afide Antinous Appius arms art thou Arvida bafe Behold bofom breaſt Carthage caufe Claud Claudius Crift Criftina curfe Dalecarlia death Decemvir Dion doft thou Enter Ethon Eurymachus ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes facred fafe falfe fate father fave fcorn fecret fhall fhame fhould figh fince firſt flave fome forrows foul fpeak fpirit ftill fuch fweet fword glory gods Guftavus hafte heart heav'n himſelf honour Icil Icilius King lictors loft Lord Mafiniffa maid Marcia moſt muft muſt myſelf Narva o'er paffion Pharamond Philafter pleaſure pow'r prefent Prince Princefs purpoſe Queen rage rife Roman Rome Scipio Semanthe ſhall Soph Sophoniſba ſpeak ſtate ſtill Sweden Syphax tears Telemachus thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Thra thro Trollio tyrant Ulyffes Virginia virtue whofe wretch youth
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Page 47 - I could not stay with you, I made a vow, By all the most religious things a maid Could call together, never to be known...
Page 43 - I have wrong'd thee, and as much of joy That I repent it, issue from mine eyes; Let them appease thee. Take thy right ; take her ; She is thy right too; and forget to urge My vexed soul with that I did before. PHI.
Page 11 - I shall be willing, if not apt, to learn : Age and experience will adorn my mind With larger knowledge ; and if I have done A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once.
Page 21 - If you do hate, you could not curse me worse ; The gods have not a punishment in store Greater for me than is your hate. Phi. Fie, fie, So young and so dissembling!
Page 26 - And worn so by you ; how that foolish man, That reads the story of a woman's face And dies believing it, is lost for ever ; How all the good you have is but a shadow, I...
Page 26 - Now you may take that little right I have To this poor kingdom. Give it to your joy; For I have no joy in it.
Page 8 - Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by, made by himself, Of many several flowers, bred in the...
Page 38 - Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away. Should I outlive you, I should then outlive Virtue and honour; and when that day comes, If ever I shall close these eyes but once, May I live spotted for my perjury, And waste my limbs to nothing!
Page 35 - Stay, sir! what are you? BEL. A wretched creature, wounded in these woods By beasts. Relieve me, if your names be men, Or I shall perish. DION. This is he, my lord, Upon my soul, that hurt her. 'Tis the boy, That wicked boy, that serv'd her.