Dramas: The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose. The phantom: a musical drama. Enthusiasm: a comedyLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longman, 1836 |
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Strana 3
... listen'd long ? He ever wore , ev'n in his days of health , The scowling eye of an unquiet mind , And some black deed disturbs his end . Ev'n SO ; Thy face confirms it . PIETRO . We shall be discovered . [ Exeunt , B 2 THE SEPARATION. ...
... listen'd long ? He ever wore , ev'n in his days of health , The scowling eye of an unquiet mind , And some black deed disturbs his end . Ev'n SO ; Thy face confirms it . PIETRO . We shall be discovered . [ Exeunt , B 2 THE SEPARATION. ...
Strana 7
... face Peep past his ragged curtain , like a gleam Of kindly sunshine , bidding him good morrow . And thinkest thou now , from this poor dying man , The oldest faithful follower of her lord , To keep B 4 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
... face Peep past his ragged curtain , like a gleam Of kindly sunshine , bidding him good morrow . And thinkest thou now , from this poor dying man , The oldest faithful follower of her lord , To keep B 4 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
Strana 11
... face ! He is the cousin of our seneschal , I'll speak to him . Enter a Friar , walking hastily across the Stage . Good father ! give your blessing : How is your penitent ? [ Friar waves him off with his hand , and exit . GOMEZ . He ...
... face ! He is the cousin of our seneschal , I'll speak to him . Enter a Friar , walking hastily across the Stage . Good father ! give your blessing : How is your penitent ? [ Friar waves him off with his hand , and exit . GOMEZ . He ...
Strana 18
... go , how does the infant heir ? - I must tell Garcio I have seen his boy . SOPHERA . With pleasure I'll conduct thee . ' Tis an urchin Provoking smiles of love from every face That looks upon 18 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
... go , how does the infant heir ? - I must tell Garcio I have seen his boy . SOPHERA . With pleasure I'll conduct thee . ' Tis an urchin Provoking smiles of love from every face That looks upon 18 THE SEPARATION : A TRAGEDY .
Strana 19
Joanna Baillie. Provoking smiles of love from every face That looks upon him , be it e'er so stern . ROVANI . How then will a fond father feel ! - How oft- How oft and fondly hath he talk'd of him ! Though but a little grasp of shapeless ...
Joanna Baillie. Provoking smiles of love from every face That looks upon him , be it e'er so stern . ROVANI . How then will a fond father feel ! - How oft- How oft and fondly hath he talk'd of him ! Though but a little grasp of shapeless ...
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Dramas: The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in ... Joanna Baillie Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose ... Joanna Baillie Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose ... Joanna Baillie Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
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ALICE ALLEN Amanuensis art thou believe bless BLOUNT brave BROWN BRUTON canst castle chamber child CLAUDE CLERMONT COLONEL FRANKLAND comes COUNTESS CRAWFORD creature CROWD CULLOCH dear didst thou door dost thou DUNARDEN eagerly Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes face father fear fool GAOLER GARCIO GAUVINO gentle give GOMEZ GONZALOS hand happy Hast thou hath head hear heard heart Heaven HERMIT HIGHLANDER honour HUGHO HUMPHRY JESSIE kind LADY SHREWDLY LADY WORRYMORE look LORD WORRYMORE LUDOVIQUO MADALINE Madam MAID MALCOLM MANHAUNSLET MARIAN mind MISS FRANKLAND MORGAN mother ne'er never night noble o'er pardon PATERSON pause PIETRO pity poor pray PROVOST ROBERT ROBINAIR round ROVANI SCENE Seneschal SERVANT SEXTON SIR JOHN CROFTON sleep sonnet SOPHERA speak sure sweet tears tell thank thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought TORTONA voice wilt words YOUNG ARDEN
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Strana 369 - But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Strana 370 - Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ; The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her- eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night.
Strana 370 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ; The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her- eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night.
Strana 371 - See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Strana 252 - The clansmen in the heather'd hall, Sweet sleep be with you, one and all ! We part in hopes of days as bright As this gone by : good night, good night ! Sweet sleep be with us, one and all ! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have our pleasure o'er again,' To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all ! good night, good night ! Carolina, Lady Nairne.
Strana 27 - I'd lodge thee* Mine- thou art! yes, thou art mine ! * Here is my treasured being : : thou wilt love me. '-. . % (Laying his face close to the child's,,') Blest softness ! little hand and little cheek ! This is a touch so sweet ! a blessed touch ! ' There is love in it ; love .that will not change ! (Bursting into, tears, while the Nurse takes the child again.') . • COUNTESS (aside, observing his emotion).
Strana 48 - It cannot be ! The roused and angry deep Lashes its foaming billows o'er the bark That bears the accursed freight, till the scared crew Into its yawning gulf cast forth the murderer. On the embattled field, in armour cased, His manly strength to blasted weakness turns. Yea, in their peaceful homes, men, as by instinct, From the dark rolling of his eye will turn, They know not why, so legibly has Nature Set on his brow the mark of bloody Cain. And shall I think the prosperous...
Strana 252 - The bride unto her bower is sent, And ribald song and jesting spent ; The lover's whisper'd words and few Have bade the bashful maid adieu ; The dancing floor is silent quite, No foot bounds there : good night, good night...
Strana 49 - Accuse him as they will, I'll not believe it. (After another pause.) Would in this better faith my mind had strength To hold itself unshaken ! Doubt is misery. I'll go to him myself, and tell my wretchedness. O ! if his kindling eye with generous ire Repel the charge ; — if his blest voice deny it, Though one raised from the dead swore to its truth, I'll not believe it. Enter SOPHERA.