British Theatre: The orphan, by Thomas Otway. 1791. Cato, by Joseph Addison. 1791 |
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الصفحة 19
If't prove thy fortune , Polydore , to conquer , ( For thou hast all the arts of soft
persuasion ) Trust me , and let me know thy love's success , That I may ever after
stifle mine . Pol . Though she be dearer to my soul than rest To weary pilgrims , or
to ...
If't prove thy fortune , Polydore , to conquer , ( For thou hast all the arts of soft
persuasion ) Trust me , and let me know thy love's success , That I may ever after
stifle mine . Pol . Though she be dearer to my soul than rest To weary pilgrims , or
to ...
الصفحة 37
John Bell. By gen'rous love , and honourable vows , Which he this day appointed
to complete , And make himself by holy marriage mine . Cha . Art thou then
spotless ? Hast thou still preserv'd Thy virtue white , without a blot , untainted ?
Mon.
John Bell. By gen'rous love , and honourable vows , Which he this day appointed
to complete , And make himself by holy marriage mine . Cha . Art thou then
spotless ? Hast thou still preserv'd Thy virtue white , without a blot , untainted ?
Mon.
الصفحة 41
When thou hast banish'd me , No creeping slave , though tractable and dull As
artful woman for her ends would choose , Shall ever doat as I have done : for , oh
! No tongue my pleasure nor my pain can tell , ' Tis heaven to have thee , and ...
When thou hast banish'd me , No creeping slave , though tractable and dull As
artful woman for her ends would choose , Shall ever doat as I have done : for , oh
! No tongue my pleasure nor my pain can tell , ' Tis heaven to have thee , and ...
الصفحة 100
Hast thou dealt so by me ? Cast . I hope I have . Pol . Then tell me why this
mourning , this disorder ? Cast . On , Polydore , I know not how to tell thee ;
Shame rises in my face , and interrupts 400 Tie story of my tongue . Pol . I grieve ,
my friend ...
Hast thou dealt so by me ? Cast . I hope I have . Pol . Then tell me why this
mourning , this disorder ? Cast . On , Polydore , I know not how to tell thee ;
Shame rises in my face , and interrupts 400 Tie story of my tongue . Pol . I grieve ,
my friend ...
الصفحة 74
Thou hast a Roman soul . „ Jub . Hast thou not heard of my false countrymen ?
Cato . Alas , young prince ! falsehood and fraud shoot up in ev'ry soil , The
product of all climes - Rome has its Cæsars . Jub . ' Tis generous thus to comfort
the ...
Thou hast a Roman soul . „ Jub . Hast thou not heard of my false countrymen ?
Cato . Alas , young prince ! falsehood and fraud shoot up in ev'ry soil , The
product of all climes - Rome has its Cæsars . Jub . ' Tis generous thus to comfort
the ...
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Acast Andr Andromache arms bear beauty blood break brother Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Cato's cause Ceph Chamont charms comes court danger daughter death Enter ev'ry Exit eyes fair false fate father fear forget fortune give gods Greece Greeks grief guards hand happy hast hate hear heard heart Heav'n Hector Hermione honour hope I'll Juba kind king leave live look lord lost Lucia madam maid Marcia means meet mind Monimia nature ne'er never night once Orest passion pity Polydore poor Portius prince Pyrrhus rage rest rise Roman Rome SCENE secret Sempronius sorrows soul speak stand sure sword Syph Syphax talk tears tell thee thing thou thought virtue vows wilt wishes woman wrongs young
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الصفحة 78 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes...
الصفحة 79 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
الصفحة 79 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
الصفحة 78 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
الصفحة 79 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
الصفحة x - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
الصفحة 18 - Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it.
الصفحة 34 - CATO. Let|| not a torrent of impetuous zeal Transport thee thus beyond the bounds of REASON : True FORTITUDE is seen in great exploits, That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides: All else is tow'ring frenzy and distraction.
الصفحة 24 - Then rises fresh, pursues his wonted game, And if the following day he chance to find A new repast, or an untasted spring, Blesses his stars, and thinks it luxury.
الصفحة 63 - Forbear, Sempronius ! — see they suffer death, But in their deaths remember they are men. Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous. Lucius, the base degenerate age requires Severity, and justice in its rigour; This awes an impious...