The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, Том 5William Miller, 1808 |
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... things are not grown to that extremity . Isab . I leave you , but I doubt the consequence . [ Exit ISAB . Tow . I want a name to call you by ; friend , you declare you are not , and to rival , I am not yet enough accustomed . Har . Jun ...
... things are not grown to that extremity . Isab . I leave you , but I doubt the consequence . [ Exit ISAB . Tow . I want a name to call you by ; friend , you declare you are not , and to rival , I am not yet enough accustomed . Har . Jun ...
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... thing ingra- titude , and the thing murder , but the names are odious . Har . Jun . What would you have me do then ? Fisc . Let him enjoy his love a little while , it will break no squares in the long run of a man's life ; you shall ...
... thing ingra- titude , and the thing murder , but the names are odious . Har . Jun . What would you have me do then ? Fisc . Let him enjoy his love a little while , it will break no squares in the long run of a man's life ; you shall ...
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... thing ; dear sweet - heart , go home quickly , and oversee our business ; it won't go forward without one of us . Fisc . I warrant you , take no care of your busi- ness ; leave it to me , I'll put it forward in your ab- sence : Go , go ...
... thing ; dear sweet - heart , go home quickly , and oversee our business ; it won't go forward without one of us . Fisc . I warrant you , take no care of your busi- ness ; leave it to me , I'll put it forward in your ab- sence : Go , go ...
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... thing of consequence hangs upon this accident . What , ho ! who waits without ? None answer me ? Are ye all dead ? What , ho ! Enter BEAMONT . Beam . How is it , friend ? I thought , entering your house , I heard you call . Tow . I did ...
... thing of consequence hangs upon this accident . What , ho ! who waits without ? None answer me ? Are ye all dead ? What , ho ! Enter BEAMONT . Beam . How is it , friend ? I thought , entering your house , I heard you call . Tow . I did ...
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... thing within me , called a con- science , which is not quite o'ercome ; now and then it rebels a little , especially when I am alone , or in the dark . Har . Jun . The moon begins to rise , and glitters through the trees . Isab ...
... thing within me , called a con- science , which is not quite o'ercome ; now and then it rebels a little , especially when I am alone , or in the dark . Har . Jun . The moon begins to rise , and glitters through the trees . Isab ...
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Adam Aler Alex ALEXAS Amboyna Antony Antony and Cleopatra Arim arms art thou ASMODAY Aureng-Zebe Beam BEAMONT bear beauty behold betray betwixt brave Cæsar CHARMION chuse Cleo Cleopatra command confess crime dare death DIANET Dola Dolabella Dryden Dutch Egypt emperor English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fame farewell fate father favour fear fight Fisc foes forgive fortune give hand happy HARMAN haste hear heart heaven honour hope INDAMORA Iras Isab Isabinda JOHN DRYDEN kind king leave live look lord lost Lucif madam Melesinda Methinks mind mistress Morat nature ne'er never Nour o'er Octav Octavia pain passion pity pleased poet poetry praise queen Roman ruin scene scorn Serap shew sight slave soul speak stay sure tell thee thou thought Towerson twas twill Vent Ventidius virtue wish
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Страница 408 - Thou best of thieves ; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves ; discharging so Death's dreadful office, better than himself; Touching our limbs so gently into slumber, That death stands by, deceived by his own image, And thinks himself but sleep.
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Страница 337 - I've been too passionate. Vent. You thought me false; Thought my old age betrayed you. Kill me, sir; Pray, kill me; yet you need not, your unkindness Has left your sword no work. Ant. I did not think so; I said it in my rage: pr'ythee, forgive me. Why didst thou tempt my anger, by discovery Of what I would not hear?
Страница 354 - My queen's not only innocent, but loves me. This, this is she, who drags me down to ruin! " But, could she scape without me, with what haste Would she let slip her hold, and make to shore, And never look behind ! " Down on thy knees, blasphemer as thou art, And ask forgiveness of wronged innocence.
Страница 406 - Caesar's pride ? What! to be led in triumph through the streets, A spectacle to base plebeian eyes; While some dejected friend of Antony's, Close in a corner, shakes his head, and mutters A secret curse on her who ruined him?
Страница 331 - Lie there, thou shadow of an emperor; The place thou pressest on thy mother earth Is all thy empire now: now it contains thee; Some few days hence, and then 'twill be too large, When thou'rt contracted in thy narrow urn, Shrunk to a few cold ashes; then Octavia (For Cleopatra will not live to see it), Octavia then will have thee all her own, And bear thee in her...