The Dramatic Works of James Sheridan Knowles, Volume 1

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Page 170 - Scaling yonder peak, I saw an eagle wheeling near its brow, O'er the abyss. His broad expanded wings Lay calm and motionless upon the air, As if he floated there without their aid, By the sole act of his unlorded will, That buoyed him proudly up.
Page 225 - Ges. That is your ground. Now shall they measure thence A hundred paces. Take the distance. Tell. Is the line a true one ? Ges.
Page 170 - Ye are the things that tower, that shine ; whose smile Makes glad — whose frown is terrible; whose forms, Robed or unrobed, do all the impress wear Of awe divine. Ye guards of liberty, I'm with you once again !— I call to you With all my voice ! — I hold my hands to you, To show they still are free. I rush to you As though I could embrace you ! Scaling yonder peak, I saw an eagle wheeling near its brow, O'er the abyss.
Page 229 - I'm ready, too ! Keep silent for Heaven's sake and do not stir — and let me have Your prayers — your prayers — and be my witnesses That if his life's in peril from my hand, 'Tis only for the chance of saving it.
Page 136 - Your eye does, truly, But not your soul. — I see it through your eye Shifting and shrinking — turning every way To shun me. You surprise me, that your eye, So long the bully of its master, knows not To put a proper face upon a lie, But gives the port of impudence to falsehood, When it would pass it off for truth.
Page 186 - I have thought of other lands, whose storms Are summer flaws to those of mine, and just Have wished me there, — the thought that mine was free Has checked that wish, and I have raised my head, And cried in thraldom to that furious wind, " Blow on ! This is the land of liberty...
Page 97 - I'd give her to Icilius. I should have been just now torn to pieces, but for his good offices. The gentle citizens, that are driven about by the decemvirs'1 lictors, like a herd of tame oxen, and, with most beast-like docility, only low applauses to them in return, would have done me the kindness to knock my brains out ; but the noble Icilius bearded them singly, and railed them into temper. Had I a daughter worthy of such a husband, he should have such a wife, and a patrician's dower along with...
Page 223 - Villains ! put on my chains again. My hands Are free from blood, and have no gust for it, That they should drink my child's ! Here ! here ! I'll not Murder my boy for Gesler.
Page 186 - I've laid me flat along, And while gust followed gust more furiously, As if to sweep me o'er the horrid brink, And I have thought of other lands, whose storms Are summer flaws to those of mine, and just Have wished me there; — the thought that mine was free Has checked that wish, and I have raised my head...
Page 204 - As I were in his grasp, and he about To hurl me o'er yon parapet ! I live In danger, till I find that man ! Send parties Into the mountains, to explore them far And wide ; and if they chance to light upon A father, who expects his child, command them To drag him straight before us.

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