Philip Van Artevelde: A Dramatic Romance. In Two Parts, Tema 73E. Moxon, 1852 - 431 páginas |
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Página 67
... Arlon is too rash , too hot , Too anything- CLARA . She sighs and says , too true . ADRIANA . No verily . But why , my lord , come here At all this hazard only to be rail'd at ? Yes , tell us why . CLARA . D'ARLON . Behold the very ...
... Arlon is too rash , too hot , Too anything- CLARA . She sighs and says , too true . ADRIANA . No verily . But why , my lord , come here At all this hazard only to be rail'd at ? Yes , tell us why . CLARA . D'ARLON . Behold the very ...
Página 71
... D'ARLON . If no discourtesy is meant by this I have but to depart . CLARA . Depart ! and wherefore ? ARTEVELDE . There's nothing meant but honour , nothing else , Howe'er to rude appearances enforced . When there is peace between the ...
... D'ARLON . If no discourtesy is meant by this I have but to depart . CLARA . Depart ! and wherefore ? ARTEVELDE . There's nothing meant but honour , nothing else , Howe'er to rude appearances enforced . When there is peace between the ...
Página 73
... comes , dearest ; on to bower and hall , nd for his brow from me . LON . y your tears . has the right bound . us . ELDE . Such things Nobly said . nd hope your aid LON . I entreat ere we part . D'ARLON . Sir , it is not for me to. VELDE .
... comes , dearest ; on to bower and hall , nd for his brow from me . LON . y your tears . has the right bound . us . ELDE . Such things Nobly said . nd hope your aid LON . I entreat ere we part . D'ARLON . Sir , it is not for me to. VELDE .
Página 73
... D'Arlon- [ Bursting into tears . Sir , think twice upon it , Lest you should lose a sister unawares . D'ARLON . Nay Clara , nay , be not so troubled . ARTEVELDE . You see the humour she is of , my lord ; There- But be my sins confess'd ...
... D'Arlon- [ Bursting into tears . Sir , think twice upon it , Lest you should lose a sister unawares . D'ARLON . Nay Clara , nay , be not so troubled . ARTEVELDE . You see the humour she is of , my lord ; There- But be my sins confess'd ...
Página 73
... D'ARLON . Be pacified , sweet Clara ; dry your tears . He but deals with me as he has the right And deems himself in duty bound . Shall jar no string between us . Such things ARTEVELDE . Nobly said . I leave her in your hands , and hope ...
... D'ARLON . Be pacified , sweet Clara ; dry your tears . He but deals with me as he has the right And deems himself in duty bound . Shall jar no string between us . Such things ARTEVELDE . Nobly said . I leave her in your hands , and hope ...
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Philip Van Artevelde: A Dramatic Romance. In Two Parts, Tema 73 Sir Henry Taylor Vista completa - 1852 |
Términos y frases comunes
ACKERMAN ADRIANA AESWYN amongst arms ARTEVELDE Artevelde's BOSCH BOURBON bring Bruges BULSEN BURGHER BURGOMASTER BURGUNDY CAPTAIN CECILE CLARA CONSTABLE D'ARLON Duke DUKE OF BOURBON DUKE OF BURGUNDY Earl of Flanders ELENA Enter Exeunt Exit FATHER JOHN Flemish FLEUREANT OF HEURLÉE France friar friends Ghent GILBERT MATTHEW give God's grace hand hath hear heard heart Heaven KING knight KORTZ lady LESTOVET live LOIS OF SANXERE look Lord of Arlon LORD OF COUCY Lord of Occo market-place master MESSENGER mind MUCK never Oudenarde pardon peace Philip PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE RAOUL OF RANEVAL ROOSDYK SCENE Scheldt seem'd SIR FLEUREANT SIR GUISEBERT SIR LOIS SIR RAOUL sleep soul speak stand STOCKENSTROM tell thee There's thine things thou hast thought to-morrow town Twas VAN DEN BOSCH VAN MUCK VAN RYK VAUCLAIRE wherefore whilst White-Hoods WOMAN word Ypres
Pasajes populares
Página xvi - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 29 - He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity.
Página 29 - Who wins the race of glory, but than him A thousand men more gloriously endowed Have fallen upon the course ; a thousand others Have had their fortunes foundered by a chance, Whilst lighter barks...
Página 1 - ... no navigation nor use of the commodities that may be imported by sea, no commodious building, no instruments of moving and removing such things as require much force, no knowledge of the face of the earth; no account of time, no arts, no letters, no society, and, which is worst of all, continual fear and danger of violent death, and the life of man solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
Página 122 - There lies a sleeping city, God of dreams ! What an unreal and fantastic world Is going on below ! Within the sweep of yon encircling wall How many a large creation of the night, Wide wilderness and mountain, rock and sea, Peopled with busy, transitory groups, Finds room to rise, and never feels the crowd.
Página 368 - And I perceived the river and the bridge, The mottled sky and horizontal moon, The distant camp, and all things as they were. Elena. If you are not afraid to see such things, I am to hear them. Go not near that bridge ; — You said that something happened there before — Oh, cross it not again. Artevelde. Not cross the bridge ? The river cannot otherwise be passed.
Página 39 - tis ignoble to have led my life In idle meditations — that the times Demand me, echoing my father's name ? Oh ! what a fiery heart was his ! such souls Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away Wakens the slumbering ages. Oh ! my father ! Thy life is eloquent, and more persuades Unto dominion than thy death deters ; For that reminds me of a debt of blood Descended with my patrimony to me, Whose paying off would clear...
Página 29 - Whose story is a fragment, known to few. Then comes the man who has the luck to live, And he's a prodigy. Compute the chances, And deem there's ne'er a one in dangerous times Who wins the race of glory, but than him A thousand men more gloriously endowed Have fallen upon the course...
Página 232 - Ordered the common weal ; where great men grew Up to their natural eminence, and none Saving the wise, just, eloquent, were great ; Where power was of God's gift, to whom he gave Supremacy of merit, the sole means And broad highway to power, that ever then Was meritoriously administer'd, Whilst all its instruments from first to last, The tools of state for service high or low, Were chosen for their aptness to those ends Which virtue meditates.
Página 423 - Yet they do leave us. You behold me here, A man bereaved, with something of a blight Upon the early blossoms of his life, And its first verdure — having not the...