The Mourning Bride. A Tragedy: As it is Acted at the Theatre in Lincoln's-Inn-Fields, by His Majesty's Servants. Written by Mr. CongreveJacob Tonson: and sold, 1703 - 66 pages |
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... Wretch that fhe redeem'd from Death , Difdains to liften now , or look on Zara . NO PV OK Ofm . Far be the Guilt of fuch Reproaches from me ; Loft in my felf , and blinded by my Thoughts , w I faw you not . Zara . Now then you see me ...
... Wretch that fhe redeem'd from Death , Difdains to liften now , or look on Zara . NO PV OK Ofm . Far be the Guilt of fuch Reproaches from me ; Loft in my felf , and blinded by my Thoughts , w I faw you not . Zara . Now then you see me ...
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... Wretch . -a huge ftupendious Ruin , That tumbling on its Prop , crufh'd all beneath , And bore contiguous Palaces to Earth . Zara . Yet thus , thus fall'n , thus levell'd with the vileft , If I have gain'd thy Love , ' tis glorious Ruin ...
... Wretch . -a huge ftupendious Ruin , That tumbling on its Prop , crufh'd all beneath , And bore contiguous Palaces to Earth . Zara . Yet thus , thus fall'n , thus levell'd with the vileft , If I have gain'd thy Love , ' tis glorious Ruin ...
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... Wretch that would be fo . Zara . Thou canst not mean so poorly as thou talk'st . Ofm . Alas , you know me not . Zara . Not who thou art ; But what , this last Ingratitude declares , This groveling Bafenefs - Thou fay'ft true , I know ...
... Wretch that would be fo . Zara . Thou canst not mean so poorly as thou talk'st . Ofm . Alas , you know me not . Zara . Not who thou art ; But what , this last Ingratitude declares , This groveling Bafenefs - Thou fay'ft true , I know ...
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... Wretch , whom yefter Sun beheld Waiting my Nod , the Creature of my Lord And me , prefume to Day to plead audacious Love , And build bold Hopes on my dejected Fate ? King . Better for him to tempt the Rage of Heav'n , And wrench the ...
... Wretch , whom yefter Sun beheld Waiting my Nod , the Creature of my Lord And me , prefume to Day to plead audacious Love , And build bold Hopes on my dejected Fate ? King . Better for him to tempt the Rage of Heav'n , And wrench the ...
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... Wretch ; To one , whom had she never known fhe had Been happy : Why , why was that Heav'nly Creature Abandon'd o'er to love what Heav'n forfakes ? Why does fhe follow , with unwearied Steps , One , who has tir'd Misfortune with purfuing ...
... Wretch ; To one , whom had she never known fhe had Been happy : Why , why was that Heav'nly Creature Abandon'd o'er to love what Heav'n forfakes ? Why does fhe follow , with unwearied Steps , One , who has tir'd Misfortune with purfuing ...
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againſt Almeria Alonzo Alphonfo Anfelmo Arms Attendants behold Bleffings Blood Bofom Breaſt Captive Caufe Cauſe Compaffion cou'd curfe curs'd Death deceiv'd Defpair Diſtreſs doft thou e'er Earth Enter Zara Eunuch ev'ry Exeunt Exit fafe Fate Father fear feem feen felf fhall fhews fhun flain fome fpeak ftill ftir fuch fure Garcia give Gonf Gonfalez Grief hafte Heart Heav'n Heli himſelf Horror juft King kneel laſt lefs Leonora loft look Lord Love moſt mourn MOURNING BRIDE muft muſt Mutes Ofmyn paſt Perez pleaſe Princefs Priſoner Purpoſe Rage raiſe reft Revenge rife Royal ſee ſeen ſelf Selim Senfe ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhould Slave Soul ſpeak ſtands ſtart ſtill Tears tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thou doft Thought thro thy Eyes thy felf Tomb twas weep whofe Wiſh wou'd Wretch
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Page 15 - Whistling thro' hollows of this vaulted isle: We'll listen— LEONORA. Hark! ALMERIA. No, all is hush'd, and still as death. — Tis dreadful! How reverend is the face of this tall pile; Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous roof, By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable, Looking tranquillity!
Page 47 - Hear me, thou common parent ! 1 have no parent else — be thou a mother, And step between me and the curse of him Who was — who was, but is no more a father, But brands my innocence with horrid crimes ; And for the tender names of child and daughter, Now calls me murderer and parricide.
Page 63 - I'll creep into his bosom, lay me there ; Cover us close — or I shall chill his breast, And fright him from my arms — See, see, ,he slides Still...
Page 41 - O'smyn's interest, Who, at the place of execution, will Attempt to force his way for an escape ; The state of things will countenance all suspicions. Then offer to the king, to have him strangled In secret, by your mutes; and get an order, That none but mutes may have admittance to him.
Page 7 - Is entering now, in martial pomp, the palace. Five hundred mules precede his solemn march, Which groan beneath the weight of Moorish wealth. Chariots of war...
Page 5 - 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.
Page 26 - I'll be reveng'd. SCENE X. ZARA, OSMYN, SELIM, the KING, PEREZ, and Attendants. King. Why does the fairest of her 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.
Page 4 - I'll tell thee. I was a welcome captive in Valentia, E'en on the day when Manuel, my father, Led on his conqu'ring troops high as the gates Of king Anselmo's palace ; which, in rage, And heat of war, and dire revenge, he fir'd.
Page 25 - That to have loved thee makes me yet more lost, Than all the malice of my other fate. Traitor ! monster ! cold and perfidious slave ! A slave, not daring to be free...
Page 27 - Give me more weight, crush my declining years With bolts, with chains, imprisonment, and want; But bless my son, visit not him for me.