The orphan. The history and fall of Caius Marius. Venice preserv'd. Poems and lettersC. Hitch and L. Hawes, 1757 |
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Pàgina 22
... Wrongs ; Refolve to hate him , and yet love him ftill . Enter CASTALIO and POLYDORE . He comes , the Conqueror comes ! lie ftill , my Heart , And learn to bear thy Injuries with Scorn . CASTALIO : Madam , my Brother begs he may have ...
... Wrongs ; Refolve to hate him , and yet love him ftill . Enter CASTALIO and POLYDORE . He comes , the Conqueror comes ! lie ftill , my Heart , And learn to bear thy Injuries with Scorn . CASTALIO : Madam , my Brother begs he may have ...
Pàgina 27
... Wrongs have been So great , that you with Juftice may complain ; But fuffer us , whofe younger Minds ne'er felt Fortune's Deceits , to court her as fhe's fair : Were she a common Mistress , kind to all , Her Worth would ceafe , and half ...
... Wrongs have been So great , that you with Juftice may complain ; But fuffer us , whofe younger Minds ne'er felt Fortune's Deceits , to court her as fhe's fair : Were she a common Mistress , kind to all , Her Worth would ceafe , and half ...
Pàgina 62
... Wrongs I fuffer , I'll scale the Window , and come in by force , Let the fad Confequence be what it will ; This Creature's trifling Folly makes me mad . MAID . My Lady's Answer is , you may depart , She says she knows you : You are ...
... Wrongs I fuffer , I'll scale the Window , and come in by force , Let the fad Confequence be what it will ; This Creature's trifling Folly makes me mad . MAID . My Lady's Answer is , you may depart , She says she knows you : You are ...
Pàgina 71
... Wrongs , and then See if my Soul has Reft till thou haft Justice . My Brother ! ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ , CHAMON T. Yes , Monimia , if thou think'st That I deferve the Name , I am thy Brother . Oh Caftalio ! Hah ! ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . CHAMONT . Name Name me that ...
... Wrongs , and then See if my Soul has Reft till thou haft Justice . My Brother ! ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ , CHAMON T. Yes , Monimia , if thou think'st That I deferve the Name , I am thy Brother . Oh Caftalio ! Hah ! ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . CHAMONT . Name Name me that ...
Pàgina 85
... Wrongs can equal mine . II . The happiest Mortal once was I , My Heart no Sorrows knew . Pity the Pain with which I die , But ask not whence it grew . Yet if a tempting Fair you find That's very lovely , very kind , Tho ' bright as Heav ...
... Wrongs can equal mine . II . The happiest Mortal once was I , My Heart no Sorrows knew . Pity the Pain with which I die , But ask not whence it grew . Yet if a tempting Fair you find That's very lovely , very kind , Tho ' bright as Heav ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
ACASTO ALIO ANCHARIUS AQUILINA Arms art thou Becauſe BELVIDER BELVIDERA Bleffing bleft Bofom Breaft Brother CAIUS MARIUS CASTALIO Caufe Cauſe CHAMONT CINNA Curfe curft Dagger dear Defire e'er Enter Exeunt Exit Eyes fafe falfe Fate Father Fears fhall firft firſt fome Fool Fortune Friend ftill fuch fure Gods GRANIUS Happineſs Heart Heav'n himſelf honeft Honour Houſe JAFFEIR juft Juftice juſt laft laſt LAVINIA loft Lord lov'd Love MARIUS Junior METELLUS Miſchief moft Monimia moſt muft muſt myſelf Nacky ne'er never Night NURSE paſt Peace PIERRE Pity pleaſe Pleaſure POLYDORE Pow'r pr'ythee PRIULI Reft RENAULT Rome Senate SERINA ſhall ſhe ſhould Slave Sorrows Soul ſpeak ſtill SULPITIUS Sylla Tears tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art thought truft Twas twill us'd Villain Virtue Whilft whofe wilt Wiſhes wretched wrong'd ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ
Passatges populars
Pàgina 239 - 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.
Pàgina 173 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out...
Pàgina 164 - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Pàgina 240 - God, and watch thee till the morning. Jaff. Hear this, you Heavens, and wonder how you made her! Reign, reign, ye monarchs that divide the world, Busy rebellion ne'er will let you know Tranquillity and happiness like mine; Like gaudy ships, the obsequious billows fall And rise again, to lift you in your pride; They wait but for a storm and then devour you...
Pàgina 146 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Pàgina 230 - I that thief, the doer of such wrongs As you upbraid me with, what hinders me But I might send her back to you with contumely, And court my fortune where she would be kinder ? Pri.
Pàgina 238 - Lead me, lead me, my virgins! To that kind voice. My lord, my love, my refuge! Happy my eyes, when they behold thy face: My heavy heart will leave its doleful beating At sight of thee, and bound with sprightful joys.
Pàgina 69 - tis in my head ; 'tis in my heart, Tis every where ; it rages like a madness ; And I most wonder how my reason holds ; Nay, wonder not, Monimia : the slave You thought you had secur'd within my breast, Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now he walks there like a lord at large.
Pàgina 238 - Does this appear like change, or love decaying, When thus I throw myself into thy bosom With all the resolution of a strong truth?
Pàgina 132 - Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear; at which he starts, and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.