Comus: A Maskproprietors, under the direction of John Bell, 1791 - Всего страниц: 66 |
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... sure 、( For so I can distinguish by mine art ) Benighted in these woods . Now to my charms , And to my wily trains . I shall ere long Be well stock'd with as fair a herd as graz'd About my mother Circe . Thus I hurl My dazzling spells ...
... sure 、( For so I can distinguish by mine art ) Benighted in these woods . Now to my charms , And to my wily trains . I shall ere long Be well stock'd with as fair a herd as graz'd About my mother Circe . Thus I hurl My dazzling spells ...
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... Sure something holy lodges in that breast , “ And with these raptures moves the vocal air " To testify his hidden residence : " How sweetly did they float upon the wings " Of silence through the empty - vaulted night , " At ev'ry fall ...
... Sure something holy lodges in that breast , “ And with these raptures moves the vocal air " To testify his hidden residence : " How sweetly did they float upon the wings " Of silence through the empty - vaulted night , " At ev'ry fall ...
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... sure guess of well - practis'd feet . ” Com . I know each lane and ev'ry alley green , Dingle or bushy dell , of this wide wood , " And ev'ry bosky bourn from side to side , " My daily walks and ancient neighbourhood ; And if your stray ...
... sure guess of well - practis'd feet . ” Com . I know each lane and ev'ry alley green , Dingle or bushy dell , of this wide wood , " And ev'ry bosky bourn from side to side , " My daily walks and ancient neighbourhood ; And if your stray ...
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... sure . E. Bro . Thyrsis ? whose artful strains have oft ' de- lay'd The huddling brook to hear his madrigal , And sweeten'd ev'ry muskrose of the dale , How cam'st thou here good Swain ? has any ram Slipp'd from the fold , or young kid ...
... sure . E. Bro . Thyrsis ? whose artful strains have oft ' de- lay'd The huddling brook to hear his madrigal , And sweeten'd ev'ry muskrose of the dale , How cam'st thou here good Swain ? has any ram Slipp'd from the fold , or young kid ...
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... Sure the squeamish fops are free To rid me of dull company . They have charms whilst mine can please ; I love them much , but more my ease ; Nor jealous fears my love molest , Nor faithless vows shall break my rest . 009 Why should they ...
... Sure the squeamish fops are free To rid me of dull company . They have charms whilst mine can please ; I love them much , but more my ease ; Nor jealous fears my love molest , Nor faithless vows shall break my rest . 009 Why should they ...
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BEGGAR'S OPERA better brother Captain charms Clar CLARISSA Colonel OLDBOY Comus COVENT GARDEN daugh daughter dear Dian Dibdin Enter Eust ev'ry farmer father fellow Filch fond garden gentleman Giles girl give happy hath hear heart Heaven hither Hodge honour hope husband hussy ISAAC BICKERSTAFF Jenkins Jenny JESSAMY justice of peace Lady Lion Lionel Lock LOCKIT look Lord AIMWORTH lover LUCINDA Lucy Macheath Madam marriage marry Master Fairfield master Hawthorn MERVIN mind Miss Naiads never Opera papa Patty Peach Peachum pleasure Polly poor pray pretty Rossetta SCENE servant shew Sir Harry Sir John Flowerdale Sir William speak spirits sure sweet SYCAMORE tell thee THEODOSIA there's thing thou thought thro toy'd vex'd wench wife woman Wood word young Zounds
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Стр. 45 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Стр. 64 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Стр. 33 - But when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
Стр. 31 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night. In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Стр. 20 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream : And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
Стр. 32 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Стр. 29 - Virtue could see to do what Virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk.
Стр. 46 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come,- and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Стр. 63 - All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree. Along the crisped shades and bowers Revels the spruce and jocund Spring; The Graces and the rosy-bosom'd Hours Thither all their bounties bring...
Стр. 25 - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? I did not err: there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night, And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.