Nathaniel Lee's Trauerspiel Theodosius, or The force of love

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E. Felber, 1904 - 219 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 105 - It has been often observed against me, that I abound in ungoverned fancy ; but I hope the world will pardon the sallies of youth : Age, despondence, and dullness, come too fast of themselves. I discommend no man for keeping the beaten road ; but I am sure the noble hunters that follow the game must leap hedges and ditches sometimes, and run at all, or never come into the fall of the quarry.
Strana 142 - No more ; for I disdain All pomp when thou art by : far be the noise Of kings and crowns from us, whose gentle souls Our kinder fates have steer'd another way.
Strana 140 - Vara. To fix her on the throne, to me, seems little, Were I a god, yet would I raise her higher, This is the nature of thy prince: but oh! As to the world thy judgment soars above me, And I am dar'd with this gigantick honour...
Strana 207 - When thou shalt know, before I gave consent To this indecent marriage, I had taken Into my veins a cold and deadly draught, «» Which soon would render me, alas, unfit For the warm joys of an imperial lover, And make me ever thine! yet keep my word With ThKodosius.
Strana 137 - I would not ; Thou art the only comfort of my age ; Like an old tree I stand among the storms, Thou art the only limb that I have left me, My dear green branch ; and how I prize thee, child, Heaven only knows ! Why dost thou kneel and weep ? Athen.
Strana 156 - That lies without a thought upon his tomb; Would not this glorious dawn of life run through me And waken death it self — why am I slow then?
Strana 143 - I ought to call you mine,) I empty all my soul in thanks before you : Yet oh ! one fear remains, like death it chills me; Why my relenting love did talk of parting!
Strana 111 - A stately Temple, which represents the Christian Religion, as in its first Magnificence : Being but lately* establisht at Rome and Constantinople. The side Scenes shew the horrid Tortures with which the Roman Tyrants persecuted the Church...
Strana 142 - Tis all I can bestow; nor is it little, For sure a heart so coldly chaste as mine No charms but yours, my lord, could e'er have warm'd Eij far.

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