Pizarro: A Tragedy in Five Acts. As Performed at the Theatre Royal in Drury LaneJ. Ridgway, 1804 - 78 páginas |
Palavras e frases frequentes
affured againſt Almagro Alonzo anfwer arms art thou Ataliba bear bleffing bofom brave camp caufe cauſe child Cora Cora's DAVILLA death defert didft dreadful Elvira enemy Enter ROLLA Exeunt Exit eyes facrifice fafe fafety fame father favage fave fcorn fear fecret feek feel ferved fhall fhame fhould firft firſt flain fleep foon foul fpare fpeak fpirit fpot ftill ftrike fuch fuffer furpriſe fword guard hear heart Heaven honour hope huſband infult juft juftice King laft Las-C Las-Cafas leaſt live loft mercy mother's muft muſt myſelf ORANO paffing paufe peril Peru Peruvian Soldiers Pizarro preferving prifoner purpoſe Quito RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN rife SCENE ſhall Spaniards Spanish ſpeak tear thee theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou doft thou'lt treaſure valour Valverde vengeance victory whofe wife wilt worfe wouldst wretched
Passagens conhecidas
Página 23 - The throne we honour is the people's choice; the laws we reverence are our brave fathers' legacy : the faith we follow teaches us to live in bonds of charity with all mankind, and die with hope of bliss beyond the grave. Tell your invaders this, and tell them, too, we seek no change : and, least of all, such change as they would bring us.
Página 22 - They, by a strange frenzy driven, fight for power, for plunder, and extended rule: we, for our country, our altars, and our homes. They follow an adventurer whom they fear, and obey a power which they hate : we serve a monarch whom we love —a God whom we adore.
Página 22 - They boast, they come but to improve our state, enlarge our thoughts, and free us from the yoke of error! Yes — they will give enlightened freedom to our minds, who are themselves the slaves of passion, avarice, and pride. They offer us their protection — yes, such protection as vultures give to lambs — covering and devouring them...
Página 8 - Oh ! let thy power give effect to thy servant's words, as thy spirit gives courage to his will ! Do not, I implore you, chieftains — countrymen — do not, I implore you, renew the foul barbarities which your insatiate avarice has inflicted on this wretched, unoffending race ! — But hush, my sighs — fall not, drops of useless sorrow!
Página 22 - Yes, such protection as vultures give to lambs — covering and devouring them ! They call on us to barter all of good we have inherited and proved, for the desperate chance of something better which they promise. Be our plain answer this : The throne we honour is the people's choice; the laws we reverence are our brave fathers...
Página 22 - My brave associates — partners of my toil, my feelings, and my fame ! — can Rolla's words add vigour to the virtuous energies which inspire your hearts ? No ! You have judged, as I have, the foulness of the crafty plea by which these bold invaders would delude you. Your generous spirit has compared, as mine has, the motives which, in a war like this, can animate their minds and ours.
Página 52 - Oh, holy Nature ! thou dost never plead in vain. There is not, of our earth, a creature bearing form, and life, human or savage, native of the forest wild or giddy air, around whose parent bosom thou hast not a cord entwined of power to tie them to their offspring's claims, and at thy will to draw them back to thee. On iron pinions borne, the blood-stained vulture cleaves the storm, yet is the plumage closest to her breast soft as the cygnet's down, and o'er her unshelled brood the murmuring ringdove...
Página 13 - Who is this Rolla, joined with Alonzo in command ? Oro. I will answer that ; for I love to hear and to repeat the hero's name. Rolla, the kinsman of the king, is the idol of our army; in war a tiger, chafed by the hunter's spear ; in peace more gentle than the unweaned lamb. Cora was once betrothed...
Página 12 - Piz. Hear me, old man. Even now we march against the Peruvian army. We know there is a secret path that leads to your stronghold among the rocks ; guide us to that, and name thy reward.
Página 50 - Pizarro's camp, to pity the unfortunate, no doubt requires forgiveness. — [Looking out.} Surely, even now, thin streaks of glimmering light steal on the darkness of the east. If so, my life is but one hour more. I will not watch the coming dawn; but in the darkness of my cell, my last prayer to thee, Power Supreme! shall be for my wife and child! Grant them to dwell in innocence and peace ; grant health and purity of mind — all else is worthless.