Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Volume 25

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and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 - English drama

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Page 16 - The wise and active conquer difficulties, By daring to attempt them. Sloth and folly Shiver and shrink at sight of toil and hazard, And make th
Page vii - The peaceful dwellings where she fix'd her seat. The pleasing fields she wont of old to grace. Companion to an upright sober race ; When on the sunny hill or verdant plain, Free and familiar with the sons of men, To crown the pleasures of the blameless feast, She uninvited came a welcome guest: Ere yet an age, grown rich in impious arts...
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Page 37 - To-morrow's action ? Can that hoary wisdom, Borne down with years, still doat upon to-morrow ? That fatal mistress of the young, the lazy, The coward, and the fool condemned to lose An useless life in waiting for to-morrow, To gaze with longing eyes upon to-morrow, Till interposing death destroys the prospect ! Strange ! that this general fraud from day to day Should fill the world with wretches undetected.
Page 5 - Unmov'd, though witlings sneer and rivals rail, " Studious to please, yet not asham'd to fail, " He scorns the meek address, the suppliant strain, " With merit needless, and without it vain ; " In Reason, Nature, Truth, he dares to trust; " Ye fops be silent, and ye wits be just ! " was written by Sir William Yonge.
Page 61 - tis useless to reproach you ; she that is capable of what you have done, is formed too cruel ever to repent of it. Go on then, tyrant ; make your bliss complete ; torment me still ; for still, alas ! I love enough to be tormented. Leo. Ah, Carlos ! little do you know the tender movements of that thing you name ; the heart where love presides, admits no thought against the honour of its ruler.
Page 27 - May sic ill luck befa' that silly she Wha has sic fears, for that was never me ! Let fowk bode weel, and strive to do their best ; Nae mair's required, — let Heaven make out the rest. I've heard my honest uncle aften say That lads should a...
Page 10 - Awake, Demetrius, from this dismal dream, Sink not beneath imaginary sorrows ; Call to your aid your courage and your wisdom ; Think on the sudden change of human scenes ; Think on the various accidents of war ; Think on the mighty power of awful virtue ; Think on that Providence that guards the good.
Page 8 - San. For my part, master, I'm not so great a philosopher as you be, nor (thank my stars) so bitter a lover, but what I see — that I generally believe ; and when Jacinta tells me she loves me dearly, I have good thoughts enough of my person never to doubt the truth on't. See, here the baggage comes.
Page 14 - Flows through each member of th' embodied state; Sure, not unconscious of the mighty blessing, Her grateful sons shine bright with ev'ry virtue ; Untainted with the LUST OF INNOVATION, Sure all unite to hold her league of rule Unbroken as the sacred chain of nature, That links the jarring elements in peace.

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