The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, المجلد 2William Miller, 1811 |
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الصفحة 5
... pain . But grant my crime was great ; I am greatly cur- sed ; What would you more ? Am I not most undone ? This ... pains To make me guilty . Alon . Torment [ After a pause , LEON . speaks . Leon . O my shame ! I sue , and sue in vain ...
... pain . But grant my crime was great ; I am greatly cur- sed ; What would you more ? Am I not most undone ? This ... pains To make me guilty . Alon . Torment [ After a pause , LEON . speaks . Leon . O my shame ! I sue , and sue in vain ...
الصفحة 6
... pains already . Leon . Hold , Alonzo , And hear a maid whom doubly thou hast con- quered . I love thy virtue as I ... pain For wretched Carlos ; ' tis but human in you . But when arrived your dismal news ? Man . This hour . Zan . What ...
... pains already . Leon . Hold , Alonzo , And hear a maid whom doubly thou hast con- quered . I love thy virtue as I ... pain For wretched Carlos ; ' tis but human in you . But when arrived your dismal news ? Man . This hour . Zan . What ...
الصفحة 7
... pains , which now for him I feel . Zan . You will not wed her then ? Alon , Not instantly , Insult his broken heart the very moment ! Zan . I understand you : but you'll wed here- after , When your friend's gone , and his first pain as ...
... pains , which now for him I feel . Zan . You will not wed her then ? Alon , Not instantly , Insult his broken heart the very moment ! Zan . I understand you : but you'll wed here- after , When your friend's gone , and his first pain as ...
الصفحة 8
... pains : Even joys are pains , because they cannot last . [ Sighs . Yet much is talked of bliss ; it is the art Of such as have the world in their possession , To give it a good name , that fools may envy ; For envy to small minds is ...
... pains : Even joys are pains , because they cannot last . [ Sighs . Yet much is talked of bliss ; it is the art Of such as have the world in their possession , To give it a good name , that fools may envy ; For envy to small minds is ...
الصفحة 9
... pain . As he is going out , enter ZANGA and Don ALON- zo . ZANGA stops Don CARLOS . Zan . Is this Don Carlos ? this the boasted friend ? How can you turn your back upon his sadness ? Look on him , and then leave him if you can . Whose ...
... pain . As he is going out , enter ZANGA and Don ALON- zo . ZANGA stops Don CARLOS . Zan . Is this Don Carlos ? this the boasted friend ? How can you turn your back upon his sadness ? Look on him , and then leave him if you can . Whose ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 580 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe...
الصفحة 580 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
الصفحة 583 - Yet should I try, the uncontrolled worth Of this pure cause would kindle my rapt spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence...
الصفحة 579 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
الصفحة 584 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
الصفحة 576 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
الصفحة 576 - Be it not done in pride, or in presumption. Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog, or fire, by lake, or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
الصفحة 574 - Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence; How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night At every fall smoothing the raven down Of Darkness till it smiled...
الصفحة 582 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
الصفحة 584 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.