The Works of Mr. James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Том 3R. Baldwin, 1802 |
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... can I do ? Where look ? what say ? confusion ! torture ! ATTENDANT . Madam- CLYTEMNESTRA . Ah , coward that I am ! Was there no dagger To save this tenfold death ? 24 ATTENDANT . Hark ! loud and near , The C 4 AGAMEMNON . 23.
... can I do ? Where look ? what say ? confusion ! torture ! ATTENDANT . Madam- CLYTEMNESTRA . Ah , coward that I am ! Was there no dagger To save this tenfold death ? 24 ATTENDANT . Hark ! loud and near , The C 4 AGAMEMNON . 23.
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... death , I just remember . How glorious , Iphigenia , was thy death ! A death I envy rather than lament . Who would not die to gain immortal fame , Deliver Greece , and crown a father's glory ? AGAMEMNON . Come to my arms again , my ...
... death , I just remember . How glorious , Iphigenia , was thy death ! A death I envy rather than lament . Who would not die to gain immortal fame , Deliver Greece , and crown a father's glory ? AGAMEMNON . Come to my arms again , my ...
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... death itself : Such is the nature of malignant man . Not so the victor's meed : him all approve , Him all admire . AGAMEMNON . Yet tho ' a toilsome task , Tho ' an ungrateful labour oft to rule ; I not so hardly of mankind , Egisthus ...
... death itself : Such is the nature of malignant man . Not so the victor's meed : him all approve , Him all admire . AGAMEMNON . Yet tho ' a toilsome task , Tho ' an ungrateful labour oft to rule ; I not so hardly of mankind , Egisthus ...
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... death . Thus malice often overshoots itself , And some unguarded accident betrays The man of blood . - Next night - a dreary night ! Cast on the wildest of the Cyclad Isles , Where never human foot had mark'd the shore , These ruffians ...
... death . Thus malice often overshoots itself , And some unguarded accident betrays The man of blood . - Next night - a dreary night ! Cast on the wildest of the Cyclad Isles , Where never human foot had mark'd the shore , These ruffians ...
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... , I felt a constant death . And yet these pangs at last forgot to throb : What cannot lenient gentle time perform ? I ate my lonely meal without a tear ; 45 Nor sigh'd to see the dreadful night descend . In AGAMEMNON .
... , I felt a constant death . And yet these pangs at last forgot to throb : What cannot lenient gentle time perform ? I ate my lonely meal without a tear ; 45 Nor sigh'd to see the dreadful night descend . In AGAMEMNON .
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AGAMEMNON ALFRED Antium Arcas Argos arms bear Behold beneath blood bosom brave breast canst CASSANDRA charms CLYTEMNESTRA COMINIUS command Constantia CORIN CORIOLANUS cruel dare daughter dear death deeds dost dreadful duty e'er EGISTHUS ELECTRA ELTRUDA eyes fair faith faithless fate father fear fond fortune friendship fury GALESUS gentle give glorious glory gods hand happy hear heart Heaven HERMIT honour hope horror justice king LAURA lord lov'd Madam mankind Marcius means MELISANDER mighty Mycena ne'er never noble nought o'er once passions peace pity pride prince proud rage rais'd RODOLPHO Roman Roman senate Rome SCENE scorn senate shalt shame Sicily SIFFREDI SIGISMUNDA slave soft soul sword Talthybius TANCRED tears tender thee thine Thou art thou hast thought thro throne TITUS toil traitor Troy truth TULLUS tyrant vengeance VETURIA villain virtue Volsci Volscian Volumnia VOLUSIUS whate'er woes wretched
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