Thomas Otway

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Unwin, 1888 - 392 Seiten
 

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Seite iv - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Seite xxxvi - I pray thee, look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please : What death? Bos. Strangling; here are your executioners. Duch. I forgive them: The apoplexy, catarrh, or cough o' the lungs, Would do as much as they do.
Seite 358 - I'm the wretched'st creature E'er crawled on earth; now if thou hast virtue, help me, Take me into thy arms, and speak the words of peace To my divided soul, that wars within me, And raises every sense to my confusion; By Heaven, I'm tottering on the very brink Of peace; and thou art all the hold I've left.
Seite 299 - I think no safety can be here for virtue, And grieve, my friend, as much as thou to live In such a wretched state as this of Venice; Where all agree to spoil the public good, And villains fatten with the brave man's labours.
Seite 294 - T is to me you owe her : Childless you had been else, and in the grave Your name extinct, — no more Priuli heard of. You may remember, scarce five years are past, Since, in your brigantine, you sailed to see The Adriatic wedded by our Duke ; And I was with you.
Seite 154 - Enjoy their portion ; if they see a man, How will they turn together all, and gaze Upon the monster ! Once in a season too they taste of love : Only the beast of reason is its slave, And in that folly drudges all the year.
Seite 373 - Then hear me, bounteous Heaven ! Pour down your blessings on this beauteous head , Where everlasting sweets are always springing, With a continual giving hand : let peace, Honour, and safety, always hover round her ; Feed her with plenty ; let her eyes ne'er see A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning ; Crown all her days with joy...
Seite 304 - When banish'd by our miseries abroad, (As suddenly we shall be) to seek out (In some far climate where our names are strangers) For charitable succour; wilt thou then, When in a bed of straw we shrink together, And...
Seite 344 - Rather, remember him, who, after all The sacred bonds of oaths, and holier friendship, In fond compassion to a woman's tears, Forgot his manhood, virtue, truth, and honour, To sacrifice the bosom that reliev'd him.
Seite 362 - By all the power that's given thee o'er my soul, By thy resistless tears and conquering smiles, By the victorious love that still waits on thee...

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