The tarantula, or, The dance of fools, by the author of the Rising sun, Band 2 |
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 76 - Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber.
Seite 79 - And said unto them. It is' written. My house shall be called the house of prayer ; but ye have made it a den of
Seite 12 - s now a foe to Thebes. Cre. But is not so to her. See, she appears ; Once more I 'll prove my fortune. You insinuate Kind thoughts of me into the multitude ; Lay load upon the court; gull them with freedom; And you shall see them toss their tails, and gad, As if the breeze had stung them.
Seite 51 - I thank the Gods, no secret thoughts reproach me: No: I dare challenge Heav'n to turn me outward, And shake my Soul quite empty in your sight. Then wonder not that I can bear unmov'd These fix'd regards, and silent threats of eyes: A generous fierceness dwells with innocence; And conscious vertue is allow'd some pride.
Seite 34 - I did put a little sense in his face, and now, you see, neither his father nor friend know the fool again.