Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... hearts he angles for withal By tears , and BA . Tush ! tush ! Nadastis , take me with you . Is he Whom men might clasp in friendship ; and in love Weak woman to the end ? ΝΑ . Ahem ! The Princess Not two ... heart GERTRUDE AND BEATRICE. ...
... hearts he angles for withal By tears , and BA . Tush ! tush ! Nadastis , take me with you . Is he Whom men might clasp in friendship ; and in love Weak woman to the end ? ΝΑ . Ahem ! The Princess Not two ... heart GERTRUDE AND BEATRICE. ...
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... heart to live in this for ever , .. But what of that ? I poised an open heart Against his prime of life , and that besides To fill his scale that made him light indeed ! So his chance kicked the beam ! Look ye , my ' Lord , For all fame ...
... heart to live in this for ever , .. But what of that ? I poised an open heart Against his prime of life , and that besides To fill his scale that made him light indeed ! So his chance kicked the beam ! Look ye , my ' Lord , For all fame ...
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... heart ! ( He ascends the rostrum . ) Recal to mind ( ' tis not so long ago ) How the great charter of our franchises Was wrested from King Ladislaus , the sire Of the Prince Andreas , who fell in Syria . ( Enter HASSAN . ) Peo . That ...
... heart ! ( He ascends the rostrum . ) Recal to mind ( ' tis not so long ago ) How the great charter of our franchises Was wrested from King Ladislaus , the sire Of the Prince Andreas , who fell in Syria . ( Enter HASSAN . ) Peo . That ...
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... hearts , behold The executioner ! who bears his doom , Who were too proud to breathe ' twixt heaven and earth In such a land for ever ! What a patriot ! We'll die for Rodna . Rodna and liberty ! Voice . Now for rebellion ! Oh ! I ne'er ...
... hearts , behold The executioner ! who bears his doom , Who were too proud to breathe ' twixt heaven and earth In such a land for ever ! What a patriot ! We'll die for Rodna . Rodna and liberty ! Voice . Now for rebellion ! Oh ! I ne'er ...
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... heart to meet him . Waradin Is missing . Qu . When will ' t end ? Pray stand off further . Bid my guard ... Stay ! The Tartar he laid low ; The Tartar ? Give me air ! I've heard you : go- ( Exit Messenger . ) My foes , more rude ... my ...
... heart to meet him . Waradin Is missing . Qu . When will ' t end ? Pray stand off further . Bid my guard ... Stay ! The Tartar he laid low ; The Tartar ? Give me air ! I've heard you : go- ( Exit Messenger . ) My foes , more rude ... my ...
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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...