The Miscellaneous Works: In Verse and Prose, of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Esq; in Three Volumes. With Some Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. By Mr. TickellT. Walker, 1773 |
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... fear and rage With hope engage , And rule my wav'ring foul by turns . PAGE . The path yon verdant field divides , Which to the foft confinement guides , QUEEN . Eleonora , think betimes , What are thy hated rival's crimes ! Whither , ah ...
... fear and rage With hope engage , And rule my wav'ring foul by turns . PAGE . The path yon verdant field divides , Which to the foft confinement guides , QUEEN . Eleonora , think betimes , What are thy hated rival's crimes ! Whither , ah ...
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... fear fhall alarm , No pity difarm ; In my rage fhall be feen The revenge of a Queen . SCENE II The Entry of the ... fears are true , I fee my wife . SCENE SCENE III . GRIDELINE and Sir TRUSTY . GRIDELINE . ROSA MOND .
... fear fhall alarm , No pity difarm ; In my rage fhall be feen The revenge of a Queen . SCENE II The Entry of the ... fears are true , I fee my wife . SCENE SCENE III . GRIDELINE and Sir TRUSTY . GRIDELINE . ROSA MOND .
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... Fear furrounds me , Guilt confounds me , Was ever paffion cross'd like mine ? Sir TRUSTY . What heart of stone Can hear her moan , And not in dumps fo doleful join ! ROSAMON D. How does my conftant grief deface The pleasures of this ...
... Fear furrounds me , Guilt confounds me , Was ever paffion cross'd like mine ? Sir TRUSTY . What heart of stone Can hear her moan , And not in dumps fo doleful join ! ROSAMON D. How does my conftant grief deface The pleasures of this ...
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... fear . Sir TRUSTY . Nay , good my liege , with patience hear . She raves , and faints , and dies , ' tis true ; But raves , and faints , and dies for you . KING . Was ever nymph like Rofamond , So fair , fo faithful , and so fond ...
... fear . Sir TRUSTY . Nay , good my liege , with patience hear . She raves , and faints , and dies , ' tis true ; But raves , and faints , and dies for you . KING . Was ever nymph like Rofamond , So fair , fo faithful , and so fond ...
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... fear , Nor love - fick jealousy appear ; Nor fenfeless pomp , nor noise intrude On this delicious folitude ; But pleasure reign through all the grove , And all be peace , and all be love . Ob the pleafing pleasing anguish When we love ...
... fear , Nor love - fick jealousy appear ; Nor fenfeless pomp , nor noise intrude On this delicious folitude ; But pleasure reign through all the grove , And all be peace , and all be love . Ob the pleafing pleasing anguish When we love ...
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ABIGA ABIGA L Abigal Afide againſt aſk behold buſineſs BUTLER Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms COACHMAN Conjurer dear death DECIUS doft thou drum Duke of Anjou ev'ry Exit faid fame FANTOM E Fantome father fecond fecret fenate fenfe fervants fhall fhew fhould firft firſt fome foon forrow foul fpeak fpirit friends ftand ftill fubject fuch fuffer fure fword GARDINER ghoft give GRIDELINE grief hear heart heav'n himſelf houfe houſe huſband JUBA juft KING LADY laft laſt live loft LUCIA Lucius Madam mafter Marcia Marcus moft muft muſt myſelf Numidian o'er paffion perfon pleaſe pleaſure Portius Pr'ythee prefent Prince QUEEN reafon rife Rofamond Roman Rome ROSAMON ſay SCENE SEMPRONIUS ſhall ſhe Sir GEORGE Sir TRUSTY ſpeak ſtill ſuch Syphax tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thought thouſand TINSE TINSEL uſed VELLU virtue wou'd САТО
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