Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... thee , A hireling stabber , with the lords of Hungary ? HA . If this realm's heir was stabb'd ... thou wert the hirer . Ro . ( In agitation ) Honours , Hassan ..... HA . You dare to taunt me ? ... Ha ! ... rest in the crown . A word ...
... thee , A hireling stabber , with the lords of Hungary ? HA . If this realm's heir was stabb'd ... thou wert the hirer . Ro . ( In agitation ) Honours , Hassan ..... HA . You dare to taunt me ? ... Ha ! ... rest in the crown . A word ...
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... thee ! Will I not pash this foe , o ' the mob's creation , To his original atoms ? Tell our chief I stretch my heart to meet him . Waradin Is missing . Qu . When will ' t end ? Pray stand off further . Bid my guard ... Stay ! The Tartar ...
... thee ! Will I not pash this foe , o ' the mob's creation , To his original atoms ? Tell our chief I stretch my heart to meet him . Waradin Is missing . Qu . When will ' t end ? Pray stand off further . Bid my guard ... Stay ! The Tartar ...
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... thee , it would occasion difference . L. B. Thoud'st piece . it then ; what matters ? Thou didst make A prop'rty of my hand , betrothed to death , — Took me ( for shame ! ) in an adulterous minute , And wreck'd my virgin honor . Heaven ...
... thee , it would occasion difference . L. B. Thoud'st piece . it then ; what matters ? Thou didst make A prop'rty of my hand , betrothed to death , — Took me ( for shame ! ) in an adulterous minute , And wreck'd my virgin honor . Heaven ...
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... thee , .. may it work Some touches of remorse ! .. say , wilt accept it ? Qu . Name it , fair sister ? L. B. Sister , my forgiveness ! [ Exit . Qu . Her plaints do steal into my heart , and draw My spirits from me . " Twas the vague ...
... thee , .. may it work Some touches of remorse ! .. say , wilt accept it ? Qu . Name it , fair sister ? L. B. Sister , my forgiveness ! [ Exit . Qu . Her plaints do steal into my heart , and draw My spirits from me . " Twas the vague ...
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... thee blazon . ( Aside . ) The pride that would seem hid , looks beautiful In the false shows and aspect of his eye.- ( To him . ) Andreas ! our Royal Cousin , was thus called , Who would have been our husband . WA . Madam ! Husband ! Qu ...
... thee blazon . ( Aside . ) The pride that would seem hid , looks beautiful In the false shows and aspect of his eye.- ( To him . ) Andreas ! our Royal Cousin , was thus called , Who would have been our husband . WA . Madam ! Husband ! Qu ...
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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...