The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose. The phantom: a musical drama. Enthusiasm: a comedyLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longman, 1836 |
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Resultats 1 - 5 de 36.
Pàgina 2
... , } Servants . Hermit , & c . & c . WOMEN . MARGARET , Wife to Garcio . SOPHERA , her Attendant and Friend . Nurse , & c . Scene , a small State in Italy . THE SEPARATION . ACT I. SCENE I. - A Chamber PERSONS OF THE DRAMA. ...
... , } Servants . Hermit , & c . & c . WOMEN . MARGARET , Wife to Garcio . SOPHERA , her Attendant and Friend . Nurse , & c . Scene , a small State in Italy . THE SEPARATION . ACT I. SCENE I. - A Chamber PERSONS OF THE DRAMA. ...
Pàgina 6
... must be admitted . ( GAUVINO retires behind the screen ; and LUDOVIQUO , running to the door , meets SOPHERA , and endeavours to prevent her entering . ) Thou may'st not come : he's still ; he is 6 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
... must be admitted . ( GAUVINO retires behind the screen ; and LUDOVIQUO , running to the door , meets SOPHERA , and endeavours to prevent her entering . ) Thou may'st not come : he's still ; he is 6 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
Pàgina 7
... SOPHERA . Asleep , say'st thou ? do I not hear his voice ? Nay , let me pass ; I will not be withheld . My lady follows me with some good drug To chafe his brow , poor wretch ! and give him comfort . LUDOVIQUO . Return , and tell the ...
... SOPHERA . Asleep , say'st thou ? do I not hear his voice ? Nay , let me pass ; I will not be withheld . My lady follows me with some good drug To chafe his brow , poor wretch ! and give him comfort . LUDOVIQUO . Return , and tell the ...
Pàgina 8
... SOPHERA . A poor excuse ! Hast thou forgotten when those wounded soldiers Lay near our walls , after a bloody skirmish Left on the field from which their comrades fled , How she did stand , with steady master'd pity , ' Midst horrid ...
... SOPHERA . A poor excuse ! Hast thou forgotten when those wounded soldiers Lay near our walls , after a bloody skirmish Left on the field from which their comrades fled , How she did stand , with steady master'd pity , ' Midst horrid ...
Pàgina 10
... SOPHERA . SCENE II . A small Anteroom or Passage . Enter PIETRO and GOMEZ by opposite sides . GOMEZ . Is the confessor with poor Baldwin still ? PIETRO . He is ; but , as I guess , will leave him presently : I heard , just now , the ...
... SOPHERA . SCENE II . A small Anteroom or Passage . Enter PIETRO and GOMEZ by opposite sides . GOMEZ . Is the confessor with poor Baldwin still ? PIETRO . He is ; but , as I guess , will leave him presently : I heard , just now , the ...
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Dramas: The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in ... Joanna Baillie Visualització completa - 1836 |
The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose ... Joanna Baillie Visualització completa - 1836 |
The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose ... Joanna Baillie Visualització completa - 1836 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
ALICE ALLEN Amanuensis art thou believe bless BLOUNT brave BROWN BRUTON canst castle chamber child CLAUDE CLERMONT COLONEL FRANKLAND comes COUNTESS CRAWFORD creature CULLOCH dear didst thou door dost thou DUNARDEN eagerly Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes face fancy father fear feel fool GAOLER GARCIO GAUVINO gentle give GOMEZ GONZALOS hand happy Hast thou hath head hear heard heart Heaven HERMIT HIGHLANDER honour HUGHO HUMPHRY JESSIE LADY SHREWDLY LADY WORRYMORE look LORD WORRYMORE LUDOVIQUO MADALINE Madam MAID MALCOLM MANHAUNSLET MARIAN mind MISS FRANKLAND MORGAN mother ne'er never night noble o'er pardon PATERSON pause PIETRO pity poor pray PROVOST ROBERT ROBINAIR round ROVANI SCENE Seneschal SERVANT SEXTON SIR JOHN CROFTON sleep sonnet SOPHERA speak spirit sure sweet tears tell thank thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought TORTONA voice wilt words YOUNG ARDEN
Passatges populars
Pàgina 369 - But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Pàgina 370 - Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ; The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her- eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night.
Pàgina 370 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ; The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her- eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night.
Pàgina 371 - See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Pàgina 253 - As this now gone—Good night, good night! Sweet sleep be with us, one and all! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have our pleasure o'er again; To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all!
Pàgina 27 - I'd lodge thee* Mine- thou art! yes, thou art mine ! * Here is my treasured being : : thou wilt love me. '-. . % (Laying his face close to the child's,,') Blest softness ! little hand and little cheek ! This is a touch so sweet ! a blessed touch ! ' There is love in it ; love .that will not change ! (Bursting into, tears, while the Nurse takes the child again.') . • COUNTESS (aside, observing his emotion).
Pàgina 48 - It cannot be ! The roused and angry deep Lashes its foaming billows o'er the bark That bears the accursed freight, till the scared crew Into its yawning gulf cast forth the murderer. On the embattled field, in armour cased, His manly strength to blasted weakness turns. Yea, in their peaceful homes, men, as by instinct, From the dark rolling of his eye will turn, They know not why, so legibly has Nature Set on his brow the mark of bloody Cain. And shall I think the prosperous...
Pàgina 252 - And ribald song and jesting spent ; The lover's whisper'd words and few Have bade the bashful maid adieu ; The dancing floor is silent quite, No foot bounds there : good night, good night...
Pàgina 252 - The clansmen in the heather'd hall, Sweet sleep be with you, one and all ! We part in hopes of days as bright As this gone by : good night, good night ! Sweet sleep be with us, one and all ! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, Well have our pleasure o'er again, To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all ! good night, good night ! Carolinay Lady Nairne.
Pàgina 49 - I'll not believe it. (After another pause.) Would in this better faith my mind had strength To hold itself unshaken ! Doubt is misery. I'll go to him myself, and tell my wretchedness. O ! if his kindling eye with generous ire Repel the charge ; — if his blest voice deny it, Though one raised from the dead swore to its truth, I'll not believe it. Enter SOPHERA. What brings thee here again ? Did I not charge thee To go to bed ? SOPHERA.