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Charlotte , ' tis you must thank him : your brother's thanks and mine are of too little
value . Bev . Yet what we have we'll pay . I thank you , sir , and am obliged . I
would say more , but that your goodness to the wife upbraids the husband's
follies .
Charlotte , ' tis you must thank him : your brother's thanks and mine are of too little
value . Bev . Yet what we have we'll pay . I thank you , sir , and am obliged . I
would say more , but that your goodness to the wife upbraids the husband's
follies .
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Am I then fallen so low ? Has poverty so humbled me , that I should listen to a
hellish offer , and sell my soul for bread ? Oh , villain ! villain ! But now I know
thee , and thank thee for the knowledge . Mrs Bev. Why opens not the earth, to
swallow ...
Am I then fallen so low ? Has poverty so humbled me , that I should listen to a
hellish offer , and sell my soul for bread ? Oh , villain ! villain ! But now I know
thee , and thank thee for the knowledge . Mrs Bev. Why opens not the earth, to
swallow ...
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... grant me , Heaven , the virtues to sustain This awful burthen of so many heroes
! Let me not be exalted into shame , Set up the worthless pageant of vain
grandeur . Mean time , I thank the justice of the king , Who has my right bequeath'
d me .
... grant me , Heaven , the virtues to sustain This awful burthen of so many heroes
! Let me not be exalted into shame , Set up the worthless pageant of vain
grandeur . Mean time , I thank the justice of the king , Who has my right bequeath'
d me .
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How fares Lord K. That it fares well , thanks to this gallant youth , Whose valour
saved me from a wretched death ! ... heart o'erflows with gratitude to Heav'n , And
to this noble youth , Have you not learn'd of him whom we should thank ?
How fares Lord K. That it fares well , thanks to this gallant youth , Whose valour
saved me from a wretched death ! ... heart o'erflows with gratitude to Heav'n , And
to this noble youth , Have you not learn'd of him whom we should thank ?
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Whoe'er thou art , I thank thee : that kind breeze Comes gently o'er my senses -
lead me forward : And is there left one charitable hand To reach its succour to a
wretch like me ? Eup . Well may'st thou ask it . Oh ! my breaking heart ! The hand
of ...
Whoe'er thou art , I thank thee : that kind breeze Comes gently o'er my senses -
lead me forward : And is there left one charitable hand To reach its succour to a
wretch like me ? Eup . Well may'st thou ask it . Oh ! my breaking heart ! The hand
of ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Agnes Alex Alexander arms Bates bear behold Beverley blood brave breast cause Char Charlotte child Clyt comes curses dare daughter dear death despair Douglas dread earth Enter Euphrasia Evander Exit eyes fall farewell fate father fear feel fortune give gods guard hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hence hold honour hope hour I'll kind king Lady Laura lead leave live look lord lost madam means meet mind nature never night noble o'er once passion Perhaps Phil Philotas pity poor rage Randolph reason rest rise ruin SCENE Sigismunda slave soon soul speak spirit Statira Stuke sure sword Tancred tears tell thank thee thou thought truth turn vengeance virtue Wilm wretch wrongs youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 2 - My name is NORVAL: on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Página 11 - At the dead hour of night was heard the cry Of one in jeopardy. I rose, and ran To where the circling eddy of a pool, Beneath the ford, us'd oft to bring within My reach whatever floating thing the stream Had caught.
Página 27 - Randolph's favour now exalts your youth Above his veterans of famous service. Let me, who know these soldiers, counsel you. Give them all honour : seem not to command ; Else they will scarcely brook your late sprung power, Which nor alliance props, nor birth adorns. Nor. Sir, I have been accustom'd all my days To hear and speak the plain and simple truth : And tho...
Página 19 - Water his drink, his food the shepherds' alms. I went to see him, and my heart was touch'd With reverence and pity. Mild he spake, And, entering on discourse, such stories told As made me oft revisit his sad cell. For he had been a soldier in his youth ; And fought in famous battles, when the peers Of Europe, by the bold Godfredo led, Against th' usurping infidel display'd The blessed cross, and won the Holy Land.
Página 48 - Thy grief wrests to its purposes my words. I never ask'd of thee that ardent love Which in the breasts of fancy's children burns. Decent affection and complacent kindness Were all I wish'd for ; but I wish'd in vain. Hence with the less regret my eyes behold The storm of war that gathers o'er this land: If I should perish by the Danish sword, Matilda would not shed one tear the more. Lady R.
Página 5 - Heav'n will bless so gen'rous a resolve. You must, my noble dame, exert your power . You must awake : devices will be fram'd, And arrows pointed at the breast of Norval. Lady R. Glenalvon's false and crafty head will work Against a rival in his kinsman's love, If I deter him not: I only can. Bold as he is, Glenalvon will beware How he pulls down the fabric that I raise. I'll be the artist of young Norval's fortune.
Página 29 - Glen. Norval, Let not our variance mar the social hour, Nor wrong the hospitality of Randolph. Nor frowning anger, nor yet wrinkled hate, Shall stain my countenance. Smooth thou thy brow : Nor let our strife disturb the gentle dame.
Página 11 - The needy man who has known better days, One whom distress has spited at the world, Is he whom tempting fiends would pitch upon To do such deeds, as make the prosperous men Lift up their hands, and wonder who could do them...
Página 26 - I shall e'er acquire a leader's name, My speech will be less ardent. Novelty Now prompts my tongue, and youthful admiration Vents itself freely ; since no part is mine Of praise pertaining to the great in arms. Glen. You wrong yourself, brave sir; your martial deeds Have rank'd you with the great.
Página 20 - Their valiant leader hails the noble Randolph. Lord R. Mine ancient guest ! Does he the warriors lead ? Has Denmark rous'd the brave old knight to arms?
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Volume 3 The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editora | Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
| Original de | Universidade de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 6 Fev 2006 |
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