British Theatre: The mourning bride, by Mr. Congreve. 1791. Douglas, by John Home. 1791. The Albion queens; or, The death of Mary, queen of Scots, by J. Banks. 1791J. Bell, 1791 - English drama |
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John Bell. Gar . I would oblige him , but he shuns my kind- ness ; And with a haughty mien , and stern civility , Dumbly declines all offers . If he speak , ' Tis scarce above a word ; as he were born Alone to do , and did disdain to ...
John Bell. Gar . I would oblige him , but he shuns my kind- ness ; And with a haughty mien , and stern civility , Dumbly declines all offers . If he speak , ' Tis scarce above a word ; as he were born Alone to do , and did disdain to ...
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... kind withdraw Her shining from the day , to gild this scene Of death and night ? Ha ! what disorder's this ? Somewhat I heard of king and rival mention'd . What's he that dares be rival to the king , Or lift his eyes to like where I ...
... kind withdraw Her shining from the day , to gild this scene Of death and night ? Ha ! what disorder's this ? Somewhat I heard of king and rival mention'd . What's he that dares be rival to the king , Or lift his eyes to like where I ...
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... kind , And call that passion love . Osm . Give it a name , Or being , as you please , such I will think it . Zar . Oh , thou dost wound me more with this thy goodness , Than e'er thou couldst with bitterest reproaches ; Thy anger could ...
... kind , And call that passion love . Osm . Give it a name , Or being , as you please , such I will think it . Zar . Oh , thou dost wound me more with this thy goodness , Than e'er thou couldst with bitterest reproaches ; Thy anger could ...
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... kind , Grief could not double thus his darts against me . Alm . Thou dost me wrong , and grief too robs my heart , If there he shoot not every other shaft ; Thy second self should feel each other wound , And woe should be in equal ...
... kind , Grief could not double thus his darts against me . Alm . Thou dost me wrong , and grief too robs my heart , If there he shoot not every other shaft ; Thy second self should feel each other wound , And woe should be in equal ...
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... Will eir be saft or kind : I'll fill the air with heavy sichs , " And greit till I be blind . " Eneuch of bluid by me's been spilt , Seek not your dethe frae me ; I'd rather far it had been mysel , Than either xiv CHILD MAURICE .
... Will eir be saft or kind : I'll fill the air with heavy sichs , " And greit till I be blind . " Eneuch of bluid by me's been spilt , Seek not your dethe frae me ; I'd rather far it had been mysel , Than either xiv CHILD MAURICE .
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Almeria Alonzo Alphonso Anna arms Behold blood bosom brave breast Cecil Child Maurice crown cruel curs'd Davison dead death deed didst dost thou Doug Douglas dread duke Duke of NORFOLK earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fatal fate father fear foes Garcia give Glen Glenalvon Gons Gonsalez grief guard hand hast hear heart Heav'n Heli hopes husband innocence JOHN HOME King kneel Lady RANDOLPH Leon live look Lord RANDOLPH lov'd majesty Mary maun mercy mistress Morton mourn mutes ne'er noble Norfolk Norval o'er Osmyn PEREZ pity prince PRINCE of WALES princess prisoner queen of Scotland rage revenge royal SCENE SELIM shew slave soul speak sword tears tell thee thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thought traitor Twas Twill valour virtue weep Whilst wretched Zara
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Page 63 - Heav'n has no rage like love to hatred turn'd, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorn'd.
Page 36 - Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe. We fought and conquer'd. E're a sword was drawn, An arrow from my bow had pierc'd their chief, Who wore that day the arms which now I wear.
Page 35 - My name is Norval ! on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks : a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heav'n soon granted what my sire denied.
Page 35 - They turn'd upon him: but his active arm Struck to the ground, from whence they rose no more, The fiercest two; the others fled amain, And left him master of the bloody field. Speak, Lady Randolph : upon Beauty's tongue Dwell accents pleasing to the brave and bold. Speak, noble dame, and thank him for thy lord. LADY RANDOLPH.
Page 31 - Looking tranquillity ! it strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Page 67 - Oh, thou all-righteous and eternal King, Who father of the fatherless art call'd, Protect my son ! Thy inspiration, Lord ! Hath fill'd his bosom with that sacred fire, Which in the breasts of his forefathers burn'd ! Set him on high like them, that he may shine, The star and glory of his native land ! Then let the minister of death descend, And bear my willing spirit to it's place.
Page 74 - Through skies, where I could count each little star. The fanning west wind scarcely stirs the leaves ; The river, rushing o'er its pebbled bed, Imposes silence, with a stilly sound. In such a place as this, at such an hour, If ancestry...
Page 71 - Therefore I thank Glenalvon for his counsel, Although it sounded harshly. Why remind Me of my birth obscure ? Why slur my power With such contemptuous terms ? Glen.
Page 31 - And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Page 18 - Which are diffused through the revolving year, Come, heavy-laden with the oppressing weight, To me ; with me, successively, they leave The sighs, the tears, the groans, the restless cares, And all the damps of grief, that did retard their flight; They shake their downy wings, and scatter all The dire collected dews on my poor head ; Then fly with joy and swiftness from me.