Gertrude and Beatrice, Or, The Queen of Hungary: A Historical Tragedy, in Five ActsC. Mitchell, 1839 - 104 páginas |
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... I'll cast me waters , Swelled up unto their height . Roll on ye waves Of time ! but whither ? While I dream , I die . ( Leans his back against the throne , with his eyes fixed on the ground . ) Qu . ( Aside ) - ( QUEEN comes forward ...
... I'll cast me waters , Swelled up unto their height . Roll on ye waves Of time ! but whither ? While I dream , I die . ( Leans his back against the throne , with his eyes fixed on the ground . ) Qu . ( Aside ) - ( QUEEN comes forward ...
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... I'll make my fate mine own , By being owner of a constancy That shall controul it . ( To RODNA ) -My Lord Palatine , What's to ensue ? Ro . ( Roused . ) - But wholesome rigour ; chiefly , That for your safety , for the which I bend My ...
... I'll make my fate mine own , By being owner of a constancy That shall controul it . ( To RODNA ) -My Lord Palatine , What's to ensue ? Ro . ( Roused . ) - But wholesome rigour ; chiefly , That for your safety , for the which I bend My ...
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... I'll not fear Till his heart grow with ire , his sinews strain , And his dry bones put muscular motion on ; Which not before the day of resurrection I trust to witness . Now to respite Waradin : I'll speak with him , and take the credit ...
... I'll not fear Till his heart grow with ire , his sinews strain , And his dry bones put muscular motion on ; Which not before the day of resurrection I trust to witness . Now to respite Waradin : I'll speak with him , and take the credit ...
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... I'll be patient : lustrous spirit ! ' Tis all a mockery ... If thou be he , Thou'lt shut and wrap me in thy silent soul ; And if ( as I believe ) a form of bliss , Transport me hence to thy mysterious source . WA . Now that within this ...
... I'll be patient : lustrous spirit ! ' Tis all a mockery ... If thou be he , Thou'lt shut and wrap me in thy silent soul ; And if ( as I believe ) a form of bliss , Transport me hence to thy mysterious source . WA . Now that within this ...
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... 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 from behind . ) WA . My voice is true ; yet there's a change upon me ; Long toil and ...
... 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 from behind . ) WA . My voice is true ; yet there's a change upon me ; Long toil and ...
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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...