Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... mock me - mine is in the grave , where I Have set my Qu . L. B. Qu . heart . Thou dost dream waking . I Have slept with open eyes too long ; since when My affianced , who had been a king this day Of Hungary , lay slurred in the rank ...
... mock me - mine is in the grave , where I Have set my Qu . L. B. Qu . heart . Thou dost dream waking . I Have slept with open eyes too long ; since when My affianced , who had been a king this day Of Hungary , lay slurred in the rank ...
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... mock , unless Time blot my name Out of his book . He might have heav'd the heaven , Andreas , but fear'd the bearing ! Say I share The crown of Hungary ? She did look and whisper . .. But her eyes spoke before she found her voice ...
... mock , unless Time blot my name Out of his book . He might have heav'd the heaven , Andreas , but fear'd the bearing ! Say I share The crown of Hungary ? She did look and whisper . .. But her eyes spoke before she found her voice ...
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... mocks me ! My soul has strange capacity of bliss , And my heart swells like ... Nay , I'll call thee Andreas . A flood of reasonable thoughts flows too fast here ! I pray to know if thou be what thou seemest ? ( Enter RODNA and HASSAN ...
... mocks me ! My soul has strange capacity of bliss , And my heart swells like ... Nay , I'll call thee Andreas . A flood of reasonable thoughts flows too fast here ! I pray to know if thou be what thou seemest ? ( Enter RODNA and HASSAN ...
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... Mocks woman's brains withal ! To him ... to Andreas , The choicest stuff that Nature fashions kings of , Is clay of the swarth galley slave , as if She had made but trial of her skill on them To perfect his creation . And this man Is ...
... Mocks woman's brains withal ! To him ... to Andreas , The choicest stuff that Nature fashions kings of , Is clay of the swarth galley slave , as if She had made but trial of her skill on them To perfect his creation . And this man Is ...
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... mocking . Then this scandal's quitted : How it arose , hereafter . Ro . ( Aside . ) By the law , He cannot reign unless he marry Gertrude : And that he will not . This must breed excellent wrath In the quick ulcer of her heart , until ...
... mocking . Then this scandal's quitted : How it arose , hereafter . Ro . ( Aside . ) By the law , He cannot reign unless he marry Gertrude : And that he will not . This must breed excellent wrath In the quick ulcer of her heart , until ...
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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...