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Pagina 168
... HAVARD . Mr USHER . Mr GARRICK . Greek Noblemen , { Mr BLAKES . MURZA , an Eunuch , Mr KING . WOMEN . ASPASIA , IRENE , } Mrs CIBBER . Greek Ladies , Mrs PRITCHARD . Attendants on IRENE . IRENE ; A TRAGEDY . ACT I. SCENE I. -
... HAVARD . Mr USHER . Mr GARRICK . Greek Noblemen , { Mr BLAKES . MURZA , an Eunuch , Mr KING . WOMEN . ASPASIA , IRENE , } Mrs CIBBER . Greek Ladies , Mrs PRITCHARD . Attendants on IRENE . IRENE ; A TRAGEDY . ACT I. SCENE I. -
Pagina 172
... Aspasia . DEMETRIUS , Aspasia ! spare that lov'd , that mournful name : Dear hapless maid - tempestuous grief o'erbears My reasoning powers - Dear , hapless , lost , Aspasia ! Suspend the thought . LEONTIUS . DEMETRIUS . All thought on ...
... Aspasia . DEMETRIUS , Aspasia ! spare that lov'd , that mournful name : Dear hapless maid - tempestuous grief o'erbears My reasoning powers - Dear , hapless , lost , Aspasia ! Suspend the thought . LEONTIUS . DEMETRIUS . All thought on ...
Pagina 173
... Demetrius : I came obedient to thy friendly summons , And hop'd to share thy counsels , not thy sorrows : While thus we mourn the fortune of Aspasia , To what are we reserv'd ? DEMETRIUS . To what I know not : But hope A TRAGEDY . 173.
... Demetrius : I came obedient to thy friendly summons , And hop'd to share thy counsels , not thy sorrows : While thus we mourn the fortune of Aspasia , To what are we reserv'd ? DEMETRIUS . To what I know not : But hope A TRAGEDY . 173.
Pagina 174
... Aspasia . LEONTIUS . But whence this new - sprung hope ? DEMETRIUS . From Cali Bassa , The chief whose wisdom guides the Turkish counsels . He , tir'd of slav'ry , though the highest slave , Projects at once our freedom and his own ...
... Aspasia . LEONTIUS . But whence this new - sprung hope ? DEMETRIUS . From Cali Bassa , The chief whose wisdom guides the Turkish counsels . He , tir'd of slav'ry , though the highest slave , Projects at once our freedom and his own ...
Pagina 180
... Aspasia . What hopes , what terrors rush upon my soul ! O lead me quickly to the scene of fate ; Break through the politician's tedious forms : Aspasia calls me , let me fly to save her . LEONTIUS . Did Mahomet reproach or praise her ...
... Aspasia . What hopes , what terrors rush upon my soul ! O lead me quickly to the scene of fate ; Break through the politician's tedious forms : Aspasia calls me , let me fly to save her . LEONTIUS . Did Mahomet reproach or praise her ...
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ABDALLA Addison ASPASIA Bassa beauty Behold boast bookseller bosom breast bright CALI called CARAZA charms Colley Cibber crimes death DEMETRIUS doom Dr Johnson dread Earse elegant essays ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear foes Garrick genius Gentleman's Magazine Greece Greek guilt happy HASAN heart Heaven honour hope hour IRENE Irene's joys justice king labours late Lauder LEONTIUS Lichfield live Lobo Lord Lord Chesterfield Lucy Porter MAHOMET mankind merit mihi Milton mind MURZA MUSTAPHA nature never night nunc o'er passion peace perhaps pleasure poem poet Pope praise prayer pride quæ quod racter rage Rambler reason SAMUEL JOHNSON satire of Juvenal says SCENE scorn shade Shakspeare shews shine Sir John Hawkins slaves smile soul Stella Sultan thee thine thou thought Thrale tibi toil tongue translation truth Turkish tyrant virtue voice wealth wish woes writer written
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Pagina 152 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Pagina 153 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day...
Pagina 115 - Ay, sir ; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Pol. ' That's very true, my lord. Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion — 'Have you a daughter ? Pol. I have, my lord. Ham. Let her not walk i' the sun : conception is a blessing ; but not as your daughter may conceive.
Pagina 157 - Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
Pagina 150 - The liv'r.it£i army, and the menial lord. With age, with cares, with maladies, oppress'd, He seeks the refuge of monastic rest. Grief aids disease, remember'd folly stings, And his last sighs reproach the faith of kings.
Pagina 28 - The rest of the company bestowed lavish encomiums on Johnson: one, in particular, praised his impartiality ; observing, that he dealt out reason and eloquence, with an equal hand to both parties. " That is not quite true," said Johnson ; " I saved appearances tolerably well; but I took care that the WHIG DOGS should not have the best of it.
Pagina 151 - Till captive Science yields her last retreat; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest ray, And pour on misty doubt resistless day; Should no false kindness lure to loose delight, Nor praise relax, nor difficulty fright; Should tempting Novelty thy cell refrain, And Sloth effuse her opiate fumes in vain; Should Beauty blunt on fops her fatal dart, Nor claim the triumph of a letter...
Pagina 156 - New sorrow rises as the day returns, A sister sickens, or a daughter mourns. Now kindred Merit fills the sable bier, Now lacerated Friendship claims a tear; Year chases year, decay pursues decay, Still drops some joy from with'ring life away; New forms arise, and...
Pagina 36 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pagina 158 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.