Venice Preserv'd: Or, a Plot Discover'd. A Tragedy. Written by Mr. Thomas OtwayC. Bathurst and T. Lownds, 1766 - 84 páginas |
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Venice Preserv'd: Or, A Plot Discover'd. A Tragedy Written by Mr. Thomas Otway Thomas Otway Visualização integral - 1755 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Aquilina Arms Art thou aſk baſe becauſe Belu Belv betray'd bleſs'd Blood Boſom call'd Cauſe Coward curs'd Curſe Dagger damn'd dear Duke durry e'er elſe Enter Belvidera Enter Jaffier Eyes falſe Fate Father fear firſt Fool Fortune Friend fuch fure guard Heart Heav'n honeft Honour Hour Houſe Jaff Joys juſt Juſtice kiſs laſt leſs little Nicky looſe Lord loſe lov'd Love Madona moſt muſt myſelf Nacky ne'er Night noble on't paſs'd Peace Pier Pierre Pity pleaſe Pleaſure poor preſent Prithee Priuli publick Renault reſolv'd Reſt Revenge Rogues Ruin ſad ſay ſcorn ſee Senate ſet ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome Sorrow Soul ſpeak ſpit ſtand ſtart ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſure ſwear Sword Tears tell thee There's theſe thoſe thou art thou hast thou wilt thou'rt Traytor Truſt Truth us'd Venice vile Villain Virtue whoſe would'ſt Wretch wrong'd
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Página 16 - Ohy woman! lovely woman! nature made thee .To temper man : we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Página 15 - I'll tell thee; On the Rialto, every night at twelve, I take my evening's walk of meditation ; There we two will meet, and talk of precious Mischief Jaf.
Página 36 - On what cold stone hast thou been stretched along, Gathering the grumbling winds about thy head, To mix with theirs the accents of thy woes...
Página 40 - No more. I charge thee keep this secret close; Clear up thy sorrows, look as if thy wrongs Were all forgot, and treat him like a friend, As no complaint were made. No more; retire, Retire, my life, and doubt not of my honour; I'll heal its failings and deserve thy love. BELV. Oh, should I part with thee, I fear thou wilt In anger leave me, and return no more.
Página 67 - Think you saw what pass'd at our last parting; Think you beheld him like a raging lion, Pacing the earth and tearing up his steps, Fate in his eyes, and roaring with the pain Of burning fury; think you saw his one hand...
Página 63 - Tis thy own citadel — Ha — yet stand off! Heaven must have justice, and my broken vows Will sink me else beneath its reaching mercy.
Página 27 - I must confess, you there have touch'd my weakness, I have a friend ; hear it ! such a friend, My heart was ne'er shut to him. Nay, I'll tell you : He knows the very business of this hour; But he rejoices in the cause, and loves it : We've chang'da vow to live and die together, And he's at hand to ratify it here.
Página 20 - A friend to dogs, for they are honest creatures And ne'er betray their masters; never fawn On any that they love not: well met, friend: Jaffeir!
Página 74 - I charge thee, guard him from the wrongs my fate May do his future fortune, or his name. Now nearer yet [Approaching each other.
Página 57 - Thou hast disgrac'd me, Pierre, by a vile blow: Had not a dagger done thee nobler justice? But use me as thou wilt, thou canst not wrong me, For I am fallen beneath the basest injuries; Yet look upon me with an eye of mercy, With pity and with charity behold me; Shut not thy heart against a friend's repentance, But as there dwells a god-like nature in thee Listen with mildness to my supplications. Pierr. What whining monk art thou ? what holy cheat, That wouldst encroach upon my credulous ears And...