The orphan. The history and fall of Caius Marius. Venice preserv'd. Poems and lettersC. Hitch and L. Hawes, 1757 |
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... Peace , was rais'd above him . PAULIN O. Yet ftill he holds just Value for the King , Nor ever names him but with highest Reverence . Tis noble that- ERNEST O. Oh ! I have heard him wanton in his Praise , Speak things of him might charm ...
... Peace , was rais'd above him . PAULIN O. Yet ftill he holds just Value for the King , Nor ever names him but with highest Reverence . Tis noble that- ERNEST O. Oh ! I have heard him wanton in his Praise , Speak things of him might charm ...
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... tender Friend . CASTALI Q. As calmly as the wounded Patient bears The Artifts , Hand , that minifters his Cure . POLYDORE . That's kindly faid . You know our Father's Ward , The The fair Monimia ; is your Heart at peace ? The ORPHAN . 15.
... tender Friend . CASTALI Q. As calmly as the wounded Patient bears The Artifts , Hand , that minifters his Cure . POLYDORE . That's kindly faid . You know our Father's Ward , The The fair Monimia ; is your Heart at peace ? The ORPHAN . 15.
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Thomas Otway. The fair Monimia ; is your Heart at peace ? Is it fo guarded that you could not love her ? CASTALIO . Suppose I should ? POLYDORE . Suppose you should not , Brother . CASTALIO . You'd fay , I must not . POLYDORE . That ...
Thomas Otway. The fair Monimia ; is your Heart at peace ? Is it fo guarded that you could not love her ? CASTALIO . Suppose I should ? POLYDORE . Suppose you should not , Brother . CASTALIO . You'd fay , I must not . POLYDORE . That ...
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... Madam , just now , PAGE . MONIMIA . Sure fome ill Fate's upon me . Distrust and Heavinefs fit round my Heart , And Apprehension shocks my timorous Soul . Why Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave With The ORPHAN . 19.
... Madam , just now , PAGE . MONIMIA . Sure fome ill Fate's upon me . Distrust and Heavinefs fit round my Heart , And Apprehension shocks my timorous Soul . Why Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave With The ORPHAN . 19.
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Thomas Otway. Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave With my poor Parents ! and at Rest as they are ? Inftead of that I'm wandring into Cares . Caftalio ! O Caftalio ! Thou haft caught My foolish Heart ; and like a ... peaceful Grave ...
Thomas Otway. Why was I not laid in my peaceful Grave With my poor Parents ! and at Rest as they are ? Inftead of that I'm wandring into Cares . Caftalio ! O Caftalio ! Thou haft caught My foolish Heart ; and like a ... peaceful Grave ...
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ACASTO ALIO ANCHARIUS AQUILINA Arms art thou Becauſe BELVIDER BELVIDERA Bleffing bleft Bofom Breaft Brother CAIUS MARIUS CASTALIO Caufe Cauſe CHAMONT CINNA Curfe curft Dagger dear Defire e'er Enter Exeunt Exit Eyes fafe falfe Fate Father Fears fhall firft firſt fome Fool Fortune Friend ftill fuch fure Gods GRANIUS Happineſs Heart Heav'n himſelf honeft Honour Houſe JAFFEIR juft Juftice juſt laft laſt LAVINIA loft Lord lov'd Love MARIUS Junior METELLUS Miſchief moft Monimia moſt muft muſt myſelf Nacky ne'er never Night NURSE paſt Peace PIERRE Pity pleaſe Pleaſure POLYDORE Pow'r pr'ythee PRIULI Reft RENAULT Rome Senate SERINA ſhall ſhe ſhould Slave Sorrows Soul ſpeak ſtill SULPITIUS Sylla Tears tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art thought truft Twas twill us'd Villain Virtue Whilft whofe wilt Wiſhes wretched wrong'd ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ
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Strana 239 - Ohy woman! lovely woman! nature made thee .To temper man : we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of Heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Strana 173 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out...
Strana 164 - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Strana 240 - God, and watch thee till the morning. Jaff. Hear this, you Heavens, and wonder how you made her! Reign, reign, ye monarchs that divide the world, Busy rebellion ne'er will let you know Tranquillity and happiness like mine; Like gaudy ships, the obsequious billows fall And rise again, to lift you in your pride; They wait but for a storm and then devour you...
Strana 146 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Strana 230 - I that thief, the doer of such wrongs As you upbraid me with, what hinders me But I might send her back to you with contumely, And court my fortune where she would be kinder ? Pri.
Strana 238 - Lead me, lead me, my virgins! To that kind voice. My lord, my love, my refuge! Happy my eyes, when they behold thy face: My heavy heart will leave its doleful beating At sight of thee, and bound with sprightful joys.
Strana 69 - tis in my head ; 'tis in my heart, Tis every where ; it rages like a madness ; And I most wonder how my reason holds ; Nay, wonder not, Monimia : the slave You thought you had secur'd within my breast, Is grown a rebel, and has broke his chain, And now he walks there like a lord at large.
Strana 238 - Does this appear like change, or love decaying, When thus I throw myself into thy bosom With all the resolution of a strong truth?
Strana 132 - Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear; at which he starts, and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.