Cato: A Tragedy. As it is Acted at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-Lane, by His Majesty's ServantsJ. Tonson: and sold, 1733 - 83 Seiten |
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... Guards , & c . WOMEN . Marcia , Daughter to Cato . Mrs. Oldfield . Lucia , Daughter to Lucius . Mrs. Porter . SCENE , A large Hall in the Go- < vernor's Palace of Utica . CATO GENAQ VICTRIX C AT O. ACT I. SCENE I. Would Dramatis Perfonæ ...
... Guards , & c . WOMEN . Marcia , Daughter to Cato . Mrs. Oldfield . Lucia , Daughter to Lucius . Mrs. Porter . SCENE , A large Hall in the Go- < vernor's Palace of Utica . CATO GENAQ VICTRIX C AT O. ACT I. SCENE I. Would Dramatis Perfonæ ...
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... Guards , dire & s A feeble Army , and an empty Senate , Remnants of mighty Battles fought in vain . By Heav'ns , fuch Virtues , join'd with fuch Success , Distract my very Soul : Our Father's Fortune Wou'd almost tempt us to renounce ...
... Guards , dire & s A feeble Army , and an empty Senate , Remnants of mighty Battles fought in vain . By Heav'ns , fuch Virtues , join'd with fuch Success , Distract my very Soul : Our Father's Fortune Wou'd almost tempt us to renounce ...
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... guard thy Heart On this weak Side , where moft our Nature fails , Would be a Conqueft worthy Cato's Son . Marc . Portius , the Counfel which I cannot take , Inftead of Healing , but upbraids my Weaknefs . Rid me for Honour plunge into a ...
... guard thy Heart On this weak Side , where moft our Nature fails , Would be a Conqueft worthy Cato's Son . Marc . Portius , the Counfel which I cannot take , Inftead of Healing , but upbraids my Weaknefs . Rid me for Honour plunge into a ...
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... guards our Lives , while he neglects his own . Semp . Sempronius gives no Thanks on this Account , Lucius feems fond of Life ; but what is Life ? ' Tis not to ftalk about , and draw fresh Air From time to time , or gaze upon the Sun ...
... guards our Lives , while he neglects his own . Semp . Sempronius gives no Thanks on this Account , Lucius feems fond of Life ; but what is Life ? ' Tis not to ftalk about , and draw fresh Air From time to time , or gaze upon the Sun ...
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... guard thy Honour , in the Shock Of Love and Friendship ! think betimes , my Portius , Think how the Nuptial Tie , that might enfure Our mutual Bliss , wou'd raise to fuch a Height Thy Brother's Griefs , as might perhaps deftroy him ...
... guard thy Honour , in the Shock Of Love and Friendship ! think betimes , my Portius , Think how the Nuptial Tie , that might enfure Our mutual Bliss , wou'd raise to fuch a Height Thy Brother's Griefs , as might perhaps deftroy him ...
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Afide Arms behold Blood Breaft Cafar Cato Cato's Caufe Cauſe Charms Compaffion confefs cou'd Curfe Death Decius doft thou dreadful Ev'n ev'ry Exit Eyes fafe fall'n Fame Fate Fear fecret fhall fhew fhines fhou'd firft fome Friends Friendſhip frike ftand ftill fuch fuffer fure fwell gen'rous give Gods Greatneſs Grief Grone hear Heart Heav'n Honour Juba's juft laft laſt Liberty live loft Love Lucia Lucius Maid Mankind Marc Marcia Marcus muft muſt Number Numidian o'er Paffion pleaſe Pleaſure Portius Praife Prefence preferve Prince raiſe Reaſon Reft rife Roman Roman Senate Rome SCENE SCENE Semp Sempronius Senate ſhall Sorrows Souls College ſpeak ſtill Succefs Sword Syph Syphax Tears thee theſe Thirſt thofe thoſe Thoughts thouſand thy Brother thy Father thy felf thy Soul tremble Utica Virtue Vows whilft Woes World wou'd wou'dft thou Youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 77 - I'm weary of conjectures :—this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword.] Thus am I doubly armed : my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me. This in a moment brings me to an end; But this informs me I shall never die.
Seite 63 - Remember, O my friends, the laws, the rights, The generous plan of power deliver'd down, From age to age, by your renown'd forefathers, (So dearly bought, the price of so much blood) O let it never perish in your hands ! But piously transmit it to your children.
Seite 39 - Rome fall a moment ere her time? No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one day's liberty; And let me perish, but in Cato's judgment, A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Seite 41 - Your high, unconquer?d heart makes you forget You are a man. You rush on your destruction. But I have done. When I relate hereafter The tale of this unhappy embassy, All Rome will be in tears.
Seite 41 - Cato, you're in Utica, And at the head of your own little senate; You don't now thunder in the Capitol, With all the mouths of Rome to second you. CATO. Let him consider that who drives us hither: 'Tis Caesar's sword has made Rome's senate little, And thinn'd its ranks. Alas, thy dazzled eye Beholds this man in a false glaring light, Which conquest and success...
Seite 29 - What virtues grow from ignorance and choice, Nor how the hero differs from the brute. But grant that others could with equal glory Look down on pleasures, and the baits of sense...
Seite 62 - Severity, and justice in its rigour; This awes an impious, bold, offending world, Commands obedience and gives force to laws. When by just vengeance guilty mortals perish, The gods behold their punishment with pleasure.
Seite 22 - Pardon a weak, distemper'd soul, that swells With sudden gusts, and sinks as soon in calms, The sport of passions — but Sempronius comes: He must not find this softness hanging on me.
Seite 67 - Rush in at once, and seize upon your prey. Let not her cries or tears have force to move you. How will the young Numidian rave, to see His mistress lost! If aught could glad my soul, Beyond th' enjoyment of so bright a prize, 'Twould be to torture that young gay barbarian.
Seite 56 - Oh stop those sounds, Those killing sounds ! why dost thou frown upon me ? My blood runs cold, my heart forgets to heave, And life itself goes out at thy displeasure. The...