Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... countess . Ro . I'faith the lady warrants his devotion . To worship at her fane were no idolatry , More than to lift the eye , and bend the knee , In adoration of the saints in heaven . NA . The Lady Beatrice is divine , or was so Ro ...
... countess . Ro . I'faith the lady warrants his devotion . To worship at her fane were no idolatry , More than to lift the eye , and bend the knee , In adoration of the saints in heaven . NA . The Lady Beatrice is divine , or was so Ro ...
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... Countess Bankban ! - Well thou pale aspen ? Madam ! Oh , my sister ! Qu . How fares fair Beatrice now ? L. B. You best know , Lady , To whom I am indebted for my joys ; I'faith they are lonely ones , .. Made up of hopes Impossible , so ...
... Countess Bankban ! - Well thou pale aspen ? Madam ! Oh , my sister ! Qu . How fares fair Beatrice now ? L. B. You best know , Lady , To whom I am indebted for my joys ; I'faith they are lonely ones , .. Made up of hopes Impossible , so ...
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... Countess ! ... why the Queen has promised I clasp the dame in virgin widowhood ... If I will let Lord Waradin live . I've yielded . Be he repriev'd then till I make the match Not a day longer ; and the Crown's demise Is like to follow ...
... Countess ! ... why the Queen has promised I clasp the dame in virgin widowhood ... If I will let Lord Waradin live . I've yielded . Be he repriev'd then till I make the match Not a day longer ; and the Crown's demise Is like to follow ...
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... Countess Bankban . Jai . This way is our egress . L. B. [ Exeunt . Oh ! The Countess Bankban ? ( Sinks on her knees . ) Oh ! oh ! oh ! oh ! WA . Cannot that dust of silver on his head Bribe tyrannous rebellion ? Liberty ! Bright ...
... Countess Bankban . Jai . This way is our egress . L. B. [ Exeunt . Oh ! The Countess Bankban ? ( Sinks on her knees . ) Oh ! oh ! oh ! oh ! WA . Cannot that dust of silver on his head Bribe tyrannous rebellion ? Liberty ! Bright ...
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... Countess Bankban ! Said he , the Countess Bankban ? What is she ? WA . Is it but this ? How kindly tempered Beatrice Thou art to suffer with her ! My heart too Feels fellowly regret . L. B. Thank you . Poor girl ! Her fate 44 [ ACT II ...
... Countess Bankban ! Said he , the Countess Bankban ? What is she ? WA . Is it but this ? How kindly tempered Beatrice Thou art to suffer with her ! My heart too Feels fellowly regret . L. B. Thank you . Poor girl ! Her fate 44 [ ACT II ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
arms art thou aught BALASSI baron Beatrice blazon blessed blood brain breath Buda couch Countess Bankban Cousin crown dear death doth dream earth Enter HASSAN Enter RODNA Exeunt Exit QUEEN Exit RODNA eyes flame friends glorious Grace Guard hand hatchment hath hear heart Heaven hither hold honour Hungary I'faith Jailor King King of Hungary Ladislaus LADY BANKBAN Liege light lips live look Lord Bankban Lord Marshal Lord Rodna Madam marble Methinks mock Moravia murder NADASTIS night o'er Offi Officer palace Palatine pardon pause Plutus Pray Prince Andreas Queen Gertrude Ragotski royal SCENE scorn shake shame shouts shriek sister sleep soul speak spirit stands sure Syria Tartars thee There's thine Thou art thou hast thought throne tongue traitor Twas Twere Twill unto voice Waradin wilt wind Would'st
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Página 82 - Their flourished hues of vegetable light Fast by the fount. . some paces from a cypress. I nearer drew to gaze : . . So gloriously They wore the morning dew upon their heads, As if they were crowned queens of all the flowers; Robed were they in the purple, and anon, When the slow lazy breeze came muttering by, The frail stejnsbow'd, and dipped their long black leaves, Like hair below the water.
Página 81 - Atheist of me. (Paces up and down—then stops short—remains a little while in a thoughtful posture.) Bankban's dead!.. His widow's free to wed again : How's that ? Shall she enjoy him all ? Whilst I stand wishing, And like a spirit damn'd, be robbed of hope? ( Goes to the side, and calls)— Doth any wait? . .Without! . . . What, mate with him ? Our Cousin ! whilst .... (calls) D'ye hear!
Página 83 - Qu. (Descends from the seat in agitation.) I taste the bitter fruit of rashness. God ! Did Andreas never purpose to unqueen me? Then had I made a pause, this union shunned, I had been still mine own ! My headlong ire Drew after it reason . waking, I am mad, Indeed to think what's done. Ro. (Apart...