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Were but my heart as naked to thy view , Marcus would see it bleed in his behalf .
MARCUS . Why then doft treat me with rebukes , instead Of kind condoling cares
and friendly sorrow ? PORTIU S. O Marcus , did I know the way to ease Thy ...
Were but my heart as naked to thy view , Marcus would see it bleed in his behalf .
MARCUS . Why then doft treat me with rebukes , instead Of kind condoling cares
and friendly sorrow ? PORTIU S. O Marcus , did I know the way to ease Thy ...
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My heart beats thick I pr'ythee , Syphax , leave me . SY PHAX . Ten thousand
curses fasten on them both ! Now will this woman with a single glance Undo ,
what I've been labouring all this while . [ Exit . JUBA , MARCIA , LUCIA . JUBA .
My heart beats thick I pr'ythee , Syphax , leave me . SY PHAX . Ten thousand
curses fasten on them both ! Now will this woman with a single glance Undo ,
what I've been labouring all this while . [ Exit . JUBA , MARCIA , LUCIA . JUBA .
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Portius , no more ! thy words shoot through my heart , Melt my resolves , and turn
me all to love . Why are those tears of fondness in thy eyes ? Why heaves thy
heart ? Why swells thy soul with forrow ? It softens me too much . - Farewell , my ...
Portius , no more ! thy words shoot through my heart , Melt my resolves , and turn
me all to love . Why are those tears of fondness in thy eyes ? Why heaves thy
heart ? Why swells thy soul with forrow ? It softens me too much . - Farewell , my ...
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Does the barbarous maid insult my heart , My aching heart ! and triumph in my
pains ? That I could cast her from my thoughts for ever ! PORTIUS . Away ! you '
re too fufpicious in your griefs ; Lucia , though sworn never to think of love , Lucia
...
Does the barbarous maid insult my heart , My aching heart ! and triumph in my
pains ? That I could cast her from my thoughts for ever ! PORTIUS . Away ! you '
re too fufpicious in your griefs ; Lucia , though sworn never to think of love , Lucia
...
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Sure ' twas the clash of fwords ; my troubled heart Is so cast down , and funk
amidst its forrows , It throbs with fear , and akes at every found . O Marcia , should
thy brothers for my fake ! I die away with horror at the thought . MARCIA . See ,
Lucia ...
Sure ' twas the clash of fwords ; my troubled heart Is so cast down , and funk
amidst its forrows , It throbs with fear , and akes at every found . O Marcia , should
thy brothers for my fake ! I die away with horror at the thought . MARCIA . See ,
Lucia ...
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Страница 225 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Страница 329 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Страница 330 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Страница 45 - Tis Britain's care to watch o'er Europe's fate, And hold in balance each contending state, To threaten bold presumptuous kings with war, And answer her afflicted neighbours pray'r.
Страница 153 - Who now appear'd but one continu'd wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes.
Страница 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Страница 100 - Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Страница 210 - Virgil seems no where so well pleased, as when he is got among his Bees in the Fourth Georgic; and ennobles the actions of so trivial a creature, with metaphors drawn from the most important concerns of mankind. His verses...
Страница 249 - ... storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws...
Страница 278 - Rome will rejoice, and cast its eyes on Cato, As on the second of mankind. CATO. No more! I must not think of life on such conditions. DEC. Caesar is well acquainted with your virtues, And therefore sets this value on your life: Let him but know the price of Cato's friendship, And name your terms.