Bell's British Theatre: The ambitious stepmother, by N. Riwe. ... The chapter of accidents, by S. Lee1797 |
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Pagina 22 - Conscience, what art thou ? thou tremendous power, Who dost inhabit us without our leave ; And art, within ourselves, another self; A master self, that loves to domineer, And treat the monarch frankly as the slave ! How dost thou light a torch to distant deeds, Make the past present, and the future frown ! How, ever and anon, awake the soul, As with a peal of thunder, to strange horrors, In this long restless dream, which idiots hug, Nay, wise men flatter with the name of " life !
Pagina 51 - Mark, Sir, how Perseus, unawares, absolves me From guilt in all, by loading all with guilt. Did I design him poison at my feast? Why then did I provoke him in the field...
Pagina 40 - Cowards in ill, like cowards in the field, Are sure to be defeated. To strike home, In both, is prudence : guilt, begun, must fly To guilt consummate, to be safe. Enter PERICLES.
Pagina 75 - Father ! there's no father here.' Forbear to wound me with that tender name -. Nor raise all nature up in arms against me. , . Dem. My father ! guardian! friend! ' nay, Deity ! ' What less than Gods give being, life, and death ! My dying mother
Pagina 56 - Talk not of a grant: What a king ought not, that he cannot give ; And what is more than meet from princes' bounty, Is plunder, not a grant. Think you, his honour A perquisite belonging to your place, As favourite paramount ? Preserve the king From doing wrong, though wrong is done for you; And shew, 'tis not in favour to corrupt thee.
Pagina 45 - Her pungent pangs, throb through the father's heart. •Dem. You can't condemn me, Sir, to worse than this. • King. Than what, thou young deceiver ? While I live, You both with impious wishes grasp my sceptre : Nothing is sacred, nothing dear, but empire. Brother, nor father, can you bear; fierce lust Of empire burns, extinguish'd all beside. Why pant you for it ' to give others awe ? Be therefore aw'd yourselves, and tremble at it, While in a father's hand.
Pagina 83 - No, here I stand a naked, shipwreck'd wretch, Cold, trembling, pale, spent, helpless, hopeless, maid ; Cast on a shore as cruel as the waves, O'erhung with rugged rocks, too steep to climb ; The mountain billows loud, come foaming in Tremendous, and confound, ere they devour. ' Ant. Madam, the King absolves you from your vow.
Pagina 47 - Call those I name; who dare this deed, dare all; Yet will not dare deny, that this is true. My death alone can yield a stronger proof; Will no less proof than that content a father ? PERICLES. Perseus, you see, has art, as well as fire ; Nor have the wars worn Athens from his tongue.
Pagina 57 - Can a king give thee more than is his Own ? Know, a king's dignity Is public wealth ; On that subsists the nation's fame, and power. Shall fawning sycophants, to plump themselves, Eat up their master, and dethrone his glory ? What are such wretches ? What, but vapours foul, From fens and bogs, by royal beams exhal'd, That radiance intercepting, which should cheer The land at large.? Hence subjects...
Pagina 13 - This Philip only, since Rome's glory rose, Preserves its grandeur to the name of king ; Like a bold star, that shews its fires by day. The Greek, who won the world, was sent before him, As the grey dawn before the blaze of noon : Philip had ne'er been...