The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, 第 7 卷

A. Constable & Company, 1821

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第 107 頁 - I know thee well: I hear the watchful dogs With hollow howling tell of thy approach; « The lights burn dim, affrighted with thy presence; And this distemper'd and tempestuous night Tells me the air is troubled with some devil.
第 225 頁 - It was originally intended only for a prologue to a play of the nature of the Tempest ; which is a tragedy mixed with opera, or a drama written in blank verse, adorned with scenes, machines, songs, and dances, so that the fable of it is all spoken and acted by the best of the comedians ; the other part of the entertainment to be performed by the same singers and dancers who are introduced in this present opera.
第 217 頁 - ... the first inventors of any art or science, provided they have brought it to perfection, are, in reason, to give laws to it ; and, according to their model, all afterundertakers are to build.
第 154 頁 - Society might be distinguished, and not mistake Friends for Enemies, they were called also the Green Ribbon Club. Their Seat was in a sort of Carfour at...
第 341 頁 - Dignity with ease and complacency, the gentleman and soldier, look agreeably blended in him. Modesty marks every line and feature of his face.
第 338 頁 - And would his creature, nay, his friend, betray him? Why then no bond is left on human, kind ! Distrusts, debates, immortal strifes ensue ; Children may murder parents, wives their husbands; All must be rapine, wars, and desolation, When trust and gratitude no longer bind.
第 217 頁 - Juno must reconcile the quarrels of the marriage-bed ; to conclude, they must all act according to their distinct and peculiar characters. If the persons represented were to speak upon the stage, it would follow, of necessity, that the expressions should be lofty, figurative, and majestical : but the nature of an opera denies the frequent use of these poetical ornaments ; for vocal music, though it often admits a loftiness of sound, yet always exacts an harmonious sweetness; or, to distinguish yet...
第 414 頁 - To do a sovereign justice to myself, And spurn thee from my presence. Dor. Thou hast dared To tell me what I durst not tell myself: I durst not think that I was spurned, and live ; And live to hear it boasted to my face. All my long avarice of honour lost, Heaped up in youth, and hoarded up for age...
第 419 頁 - Some strange reverse of fate must sure attend This vast profusion, this extravagance Of heaven, to bless me thus. 'Tis gold so pure, It cannot bear the stamp, without allay. Be kind, ye powers ! and take but half away : With ease the gifts of fortune I resign ; But let my love and friend be ever mine.
第 413 頁 - What say'st thou of Henriquez ? Now, by heaven, Thou mov'st me more by barely naming him, Than all thy foul unmanner'd scurril taunts. Dor. And therefore 'twas, to gall thee, that I named him. That thing, that nothing, but a cringe and smile ; That woman, but more daub'd ; or, if a man, Corrupted to a woman ; thy man-mistress.