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 9
... ne'er call'd ye yet infipid Tools ; Nor wrote one Line to tell ye you were Fools : But says of Wit ye have fo large a ftore , So very much , you never will have more . He ne'er with Libel treated yet the Town , The Names of honeft Men ...
... ne'er call'd ye yet infipid Tools ; Nor wrote one Line to tell ye you were Fools : But says of Wit ye have fo large a ftore , So very much , you never will have more . He ne'er with Libel treated yet the Town , The Names of honeft Men ...
Pàgina 20
... ne'er be known ; For I'll preferve the Secret as ' twere mine . Polydore cannot be fo kind as I , I'll furnifh thee for all thy harmless Sports With pretty I'll 20 The ORPHAN . Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave ...
... ne'er be known ; For I'll preferve the Secret as ' twere mine . Polydore cannot be fo kind as I , I'll furnifh thee for all thy harmless Sports With pretty I'll 20 The ORPHAN . Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave ...
Pàgina 24
... ne'er henceforth will fee you , But rather wander through the World a Beggar , And live on fordid Scraps at proud Mens Doors ; For though to Fortune loft , I'll still inherit My Mother's Virtues , and my Father's Honour . POLYDORE ...
... ne'er henceforth will fee you , But rather wander through the World a Beggar , And live on fordid Scraps at proud Mens Doors ; For though to Fortune loft , I'll still inherit My Mother's Virtues , and my Father's Honour . POLYDORE ...
Pàgina 30
... ne'er flept in Wrath ; So juft , that were he but a private Man , He could not do a Wrong . How would you serve him ? CASTALIO . I'd ferve him with my Fortune here at home , And ferve him with my Perfon in his Wars , Watch for him ...
... ne'er flept in Wrath ; So juft , that were he but a private Man , He could not do a Wrong . How would you serve him ? CASTALIO . I'd ferve him with my Fortune here at home , And ferve him with my Perfon in his Wars , Watch for him ...
Pàgina 39
... ne'er distrust the Poifon that it hides . ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . When Love ill - plac'd would find a means to break- CASTALIO . It never wants Pretences or Excufe . MONI- ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . Man therefore was a Lord - like Creature The ORPHAN . 39.
... ne'er distrust the Poifon that it hides . ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . When Love ill - plac'd would find a means to break- CASTALIO . It never wants Pretences or Excufe . MONI- ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ . Man therefore was a Lord - like Creature The ORPHAN . 39.
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.