The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, 第 2 卷William Miller, 1811 |
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... guilt at large . Alon . Oh , Leonora ! What could I do ! In duty to my friend , I saw you ; and to see is to admire . For Carlos did I plead , and most sincerely ; Witness the thousand agonies it cost me ! You know I did . I sought but ...
... guilt at large . Alon . Oh , Leonora ! What could I do ! In duty to my friend , I saw you ; and to see is to admire . For Carlos did I plead , and most sincerely ; Witness the thousand agonies it cost me ! You know I did . I sought but ...
第12页
... guilt , And loves to make our crime our punishment . Love is my torture , love was first my crime ; For she was his , my friend's , and he ( O horror ! ) Confided all in me . O , sacred faith ! How dearly I abide thy violation ! Zan ...
... guilt , And loves to make our crime our punishment . Love is my torture , love was first my crime ; For she was his , my friend's , and he ( O horror ! ) Confided all in me . O , sacred faith ! How dearly I abide thy violation ! Zan ...
第16页
... guilt shines , and nature holds my hand . How then ? Why thus - No more ; it is deter- mined . Enter ZANGA . Zan . I fear his heart has failed him . She must die . Can I not rouse the snake that's in his bosom , To sting our human ...
... guilt shines , and nature holds my hand . How then ? Why thus - No more ; it is deter- mined . Enter ZANGA . Zan . I fear his heart has failed him . She must die . Can I not rouse the snake that's in his bosom , To sting our human ...
第18页
... guilt , She saw not , through its thin disguise , my heart . Zan . But what design you , sir , and how ? Alon . I'll tell thee , Thus I've ordained it . In the jasmine bower , The place which she dishonoured with her guilt , There will ...
... guilt , She saw not , through its thin disguise , my heart . Zan . But what design you , sir , and how ? Alon . I'll tell thee , Thus I've ordained it . In the jasmine bower , The place which she dishonoured with her guilt , There will ...
第19页
... guilt to laugh at punishment . [ Aside . I leave her to just Heaven . [ Drops the dagger , and goes off . Leon . Ha , a dagger ! What dost thou say , thou minister of death ? What dreadful tale dost tell me ? Let me think- Enter ZANGA ...
... guilt to laugh at punishment . [ Aside . I leave her to just Heaven . [ Drops the dagger , and goes off . Leon . Ha , a dagger ! What dost thou say , thou minister of death ? What dreadful tale dost tell me ? Let me think- Enter ZANGA ...
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第580页 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe...
第580页 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
第583页 - Yet should I try, the uncontrolled worth Of this pure cause would kindle my rapt spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence...
第579页 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
第584页 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
第576页 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
第576页 - Be it not done in pride, or in presumption. Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog, or fire, by lake, or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
第574页 - Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence; How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night At every fall smoothing the raven down Of Darkness till it smiled...
第582页 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
第584页 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.