Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... shaking his head . ) Sirrah ! Be dumb ! The Prince was slain : his father sleeps in peace ; Who long before had influenced the Diet To pass the law of settlement , whereby Andreas was strangely disinherited , Since he could only reign ...
... shaking his head . ) Sirrah ! Be dumb ! The Prince was slain : his father sleeps in peace ; Who long before had influenced the Diet To pass the law of settlement , whereby Andreas was strangely disinherited , Since he could only reign ...
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... shakes Already at you . Ro . HA . Hassan ! Which she shakes Instinctively in blindness . Should her hand Be guided , and the metal pierce you ? Ha ! Ro . Check your rude tongue and ruder thought . Then tell me HA . The office you'd ...
... shakes Already at you . Ro . HA . Hassan ! Which she shakes Instinctively in blindness . Should her hand Be guided , and the metal pierce you ? Ha ! Ro . Check your rude tongue and ruder thought . Then tell me HA . The office you'd ...
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... shake rich light on this dis'chanted earth And thou beneath it ! I will creep down , and find , And share thy heritance . Girl , peer not thus . Into the depths of thought . Your eyes ne'er looked On him I loved . He visited Erdely Qu ...
... shake rich light on this dis'chanted earth And thou beneath it ! I will creep down , and find , And share thy heritance . Girl , peer not thus . Into the depths of thought . Your eyes ne'er looked On him I loved . He visited Erdely Qu ...
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... shake A blossom of thy glories to the ground . Qu . So faithful ! There's a recompense behind , To guerdon , as becomes us , thy free service , - Which to confirm , this hand I tender you ... A royal recompense ! Sweet Sir , adieu ! WA ...
... shake A blossom of thy glories to the ground . Qu . So faithful ! There's a recompense behind , To guerdon , as becomes us , thy free service , - Which to confirm , this hand I tender you ... A royal recompense ! Sweet Sir , adieu ! WA ...
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... Shake with terror of the blast , The vault of heaven beats back the cry ; Echoing , with the shock of thunder , Death to the Tyrant ! Freedom to the slave ! Reclaim the rights that Nature gave ! Burst your servile chains asunder , ( As ...
... Shake with terror of the blast , The vault of heaven beats back the cry ; Echoing , with the shock of thunder , Death to the Tyrant ! Freedom to the slave ! Reclaim the rights that Nature gave ! Burst your servile chains asunder , ( As ...
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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...