The Dramatic Works of Sir Thomas Noon Talfourd1852 - 381 pages |
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ADRASTUS AGENOR ALASTER Argos arm'd Athenian Athens avenge bear beauty bless blood bosom brave breathe brother CALCHAS canst CASSANDER child clan clansmen CLEMANTHE CLEON Colonel Hill Corinth Corinthians CREON CREUSA CRYTHES CTESIPHON dare death delight Dost thou duty embrace Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fancy fate father fear feel friends gaze glen Glencoe GLENLYON glorious glory gods grace grief HABRA HALBERT hand happy hath hear heart Heaven HELEN HENRY MACDONALD Highland honour hope hour HYLLUS Ian's IPHITUS IRUS ISMENE king kneel LADY MACDONALD leave LINDSAY live look LYCUS MAC IAN MEDON mortal mournful never noble o'er palace pass'd passion PENTHEUS PHOCION rock scarce SCENE seek seem'd shame shed slave soldiers solemn sorrow soul speak spirit strange sweet sword thee thine things THOAS thou art thou hast thou wilt thought TIMOCLES tremble twill voice wait word wouldst youth
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Page 323 - As for Maclan of Glencoe, and that tribe, if they can be well distinguished from the rest of the Highlanders, it will be proper, for the vindication of public justice, to extirpate that set of thieves.
Page 22 - Alone are mirror'd ; which, though shapes of ill May hover round its surface, glides in light, And takes no shadow from them.
Page 29 - By strangers' bounty cherish'd, like a wave That from the summer sea a wanton breeze Lifts for a moment's sparkle, will subside Light as it rose, nor leave a sigh in breaking.
Page 226 - Then woman's shriek was heard in vain, Nor infancy's unpitied plain, More than the warrior's groan, could gain Respite from ruthless butchery ! The winter wind that whistled shrill, The snows that night that cloked the hill.
Page 80 - ... falling nations, and on kingly lines About to sink for ever : ye, who shed Into the passions of earth's giant brood And their fierce usages the sense of justice ; Who clothe the fated battlements of tyranny With blackness as a funeral pall, and breathe Through the proud halls of...
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Page 124 - Couldst thou think I would be so divorced ? Ion. Thou art right, Clemanthe, — It was a shallow and an idle thought; 'Tis past ; no show of coldness frets us now ; No vain disguise, my love.
Page 60 - ... it look so glorious : — If we shrink Faint-hearted from the reckoning of our span Of mortal days, we pamper the fond wish For long duration in a line of kings : If the rich pageantry of thoughts must fade, All unsubstantial as the regal hues Of eve which purpled them, our cunning...
Page 21 - From some bright sphere which sorrow may not cloud To make the happy happier ! Is he sent To grapple with the miseries of this time, Whose nature such ethereal aspect wears As it Would perish at the touch of wrong...
Page 106 - I cannot look upon thee ; let me go, And lose myself in darkness. Ion. Nay, old playmate, We part not thus — the duties of my state Will shortly end our fellowship ; but spend A few sweet minutes with me. Dost remember How in a night like this we climb'd yon walls — Two vagrant urchins, and with tremulous joy Skimm'd through these statue-border'd walks that gleam'd In bright succession ? Let us tread them now ; And think we are but older by a day, And that the pleasant walk of yesternight We...