The Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward YoungC.W.S. & H. Spear, 1811 |
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... give at length my famish'd soul revenge ! What is revenge , but courage to call in Our honour's debts , and wisdom to convert Others ' self - love into our own protection ? But see the morning ray breaks in upon us ; I'll seek Don ...
... give at length my famish'd soul revenge ! What is revenge , but courage to call in Our honour's debts , and wisdom to convert Others ' self - love into our own protection ? But see the morning ray breaks in upon us ; I'll seek Don ...
الصفحة 11
... give it , Leonora : You give it not ; -nay , yet you give it not- I ravish it.- Leonora . I pray , my lord , no more . Carlos . Ah ! why so sad ? You know A TRAGEDY . 11.
... give it , Leonora : You give it not ; -nay , yet you give it not- I ravish it.- Leonora . I pray , my lord , no more . Carlos . Ah ! why so sad ? You know A TRAGEDY . 11.
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... Give him a little blame , who took such pains To make me guilty . Alonzo . Leonora . Torment ! [ After a pause Leonora speaks . O my shame ! I sue , and sue in vain ; it is most just : When women sue , they sue to be deny'd . You hate ...
... Give him a little blame , who took such pains To make me guilty . Alonzo . Leonora . Torment ! [ After a pause Leonora speaks . O my shame ! I sue , and sue in vain ; it is most just : When women sue , they sue to be deny'd . You hate ...
الصفحة 18
... give him ? Alonzo . What answer ? Let me look upon that face , And read it there - Devote thee to another ! Not to be borne ! A second look undoes me . Leonora . And why undo you ? Is it then , my lord , So terrible to yield to your own ...
... give him ? Alonzo . What answer ? Let me look upon that face , And read it there - Devote thee to another ! Not to be borne ! A second look undoes me . Leonora . And why undo you ? Is it then , my lord , So terrible to yield to your own ...
الصفحة 19
... give it you , and be immortal , [ Exit . Alonzo . She's gone , and I shall see that face no more ; But pine in absence , and till death adore . When with cold dew my fainting brow is hung , And my eyes darken , from my fault'ring tongue ...
... give it you , and be immortal , [ Exit . Alonzo . She's gone , and I shall see that face no more ; But pine in absence , and till death adore . When with cold dew my fainting brow is hung , And my eyes darken , from my fault'ring tongue ...
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Alonzo Alvarez ambition angels Antigonus art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood Blood divine bosom brother call'd crime crown Curtius dæmon dare dark dead death Demetrius deny'd divine Don Carlos dreadful dust Dymas earth empire Erixine eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool forever gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal Isabella King Leonora life's lord LORENZO Macedon mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace Pericles Perseus Philip Posthumius pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome sacred scene shew sigh sight skies smile song soul speak sting strike tears thee theme thine thought Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth Twas Twill vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched Zanga
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الصفحة 162 - And that through every stage: when young, indeed, In full content we, sometimes, nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves ; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool: Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.
الصفحة 215 - Oh, the burst gates, crush'd sting, demolish'd throne, Last gasp of vanquish'd Death! Shout earth and heaven, This sum of good to man, whose nature then Took wing, and mounted with him from the tomb ! Then, then, I rose ; then first humanity Triumphant past the crystal ports of light, (Stupendous guest!) and seiz'd eternal youth, Seiz'd in our name.
الصفحة 161 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled. And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
الصفحة 210 - Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust
الصفحة 157 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
الصفحة 180 - Teaching, we learn ; and, giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine ; Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
الصفحة 184 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
الصفحة 157 - Led softly, by the stillness of the night, Led like a murderer, (and such it proves !) Strays (wretched rover !) o'er the pleasing past ; In quest of wretchedness perversely strays ; And finds all desert now; and meets the ghosts Of my departed joys...
الصفحة 208 - To lucky life) some perquisites of joy; A time there is, when, like a thrice-told tale, Long-rifled life of sweet can yield no more...
الصفحة 216 - midst the thunders of his throne! Nor I alone! a rebel universe! My species up in arms! not one exempt! Yet for the foulest of the foul he dies, Most joy'd for the redeem'd from deepest guilt! As if our race were held of highest rank, And Godhead dearer as more kind to man !