The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 vW. Miller, 1804 |
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... grief , That strikes all her beholders ; she will sing The mournfullest things , that ever ear hath heard , And sigh , and sing again ; and , when the rest Of our young ladies , in their wanton blood , Tell mirthful tales in course ...
... grief , That strikes all her beholders ; she will sing The mournfullest things , that ever ear hath heard , And sigh , and sing again ; and , when the rest Of our young ladies , in their wanton blood , Tell mirthful tales in course ...
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... grief shoot suddenly through all my veins . Mine eyes run : This is strange at such a time . It was the king first moved me to't ; but he Has not my will in keeping . Why do I Perplex myself thus ? Something whispers me , ' Go not to ...
... grief shoot suddenly through all my veins . Mine eyes run : This is strange at such a time . It was the king first moved me to't ; but he Has not my will in keeping . Why do I Perplex myself thus ? Something whispers me , ' Go not to ...
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... grief . Asp . Alas , poor wenches ! Go learn to love first ; learn to lose yourselves ; Learn to be flattered , and believe , and bless The double tongue , that did it . Make a faith Out of the miracles of ancient lovers , Such as spake ...
... grief . Asp . Alas , poor wenches ! Go learn to love first ; learn to lose yourselves ; Learn to be flattered , and believe , and bless The double tongue , that did it . Make a faith Out of the miracles of ancient lovers , Such as spake ...
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... grief : She is forsaken . Cal . There's a rogue too ; A young dissembling slave ! Well , get you in ! I'll have a bout with that boy . ' Tis high time Now to be valiant : I confess my youth Was never prone that way . What , made an ass ...
... grief : She is forsaken . Cal . There's a rogue too ; A young dissembling slave ! Well , get you in ! I'll have a bout with that boy . ' Tis high time Now to be valiant : I confess my youth Was never prone that way . What , made an ass ...
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... grief would make me mad . [ Exit . Enter MELANTIUS . Mel . I'll know the cause of all Amintor's griefs , Or friendship shall be idle . Enter CALIANAX . Cal . O Melantius , my daughter will die . Mel . Trust me , I am sorry . ' Would ...
... grief would make me mad . [ Exit . Enter MELANTIUS . Mel . I'll know the cause of all Amintor's griefs , Or friendship shall be idle . Enter CALIANAX . Cal . O Melantius , my daughter will die . Mel . Trust me , I am sorry . ' Would ...
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Acast Alex Amin arms art thou Bajazet bear behold bless blood brave Cæsar Cast Castalio Cato Ceph Cleo Cleon Cleora curse dare Daugh dear death Dion DIPHILUS dost thou Enter Eumenes Evad Exeunt Exit eyes fair false Farewell fate father fear fortune give gods grief guard hand happy hate hear heart Heaven Hengo honour hope Juba king lady Leost Leosthenes live look lord Lysimachus madam mercy Monimia ne'er Nennius never night noble o'er Orest passion peace Philaster Photinus Pier pity Pompey prince Ptol Pyrrhus rage revenge Roman ruin SCENE scorn shame shew slave soldier sorrow soul speak sure sword Syphax Tamerlane tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought Thra Timag Twas twill Vent villain virtue weep wilt wretched wrong Zara
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