The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Volume 4A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... heart you ask or hope for more , ' I grieve the place is taken up before . Abdal . My rival merits you . To Abdelmelech I will justice do ; For he wants worth , who dares not praise a foe . Lyndar . That for his virtue , sir , you make ...
... heart you ask or hope for more , ' I grieve the place is taken up before . Abdal . My rival merits you . To Abdelmelech I will justice do ; For he wants worth , who dares not praise a foe . Lyndar . That for his virtue , sir , you make ...
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... heart . For such another pleasure , did he live , I could my father of a crown deprive.- What did I say ? Father ! That impious thought has shock'd my mind : How bold our passions are , and yet how blind ! - She's gone ; and now ...
... heart . For such another pleasure , did he live , I could my father of a crown deprive.- What did I say ? Father ! That impious thought has shock'd my mind : How bold our passions are , and yet how blind ! - She's gone ; and now ...
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... heart by the roots , and hold it fast . Abdal . You have your vengeance in your hand this hour ; Make me the humble creature of your power ; The Granadines will gladly me obey ; ( Tired with so base and impotent a sway ) And , when I ...
... heart by the roots , and hold it fast . Abdal . You have your vengeance in your hand this hour ; Make me the humble creature of your power ; The Granadines will gladly me obey ; ( Tired with so base and impotent a sway ) And , when I ...
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... hearts lie panting in her hand . Abdelm . This do you know , and tempt the dan- ger still ? Abdal . Love , like a lethargy , has seized my will . I'm not myself , since from her sight I went ; I lean my trunk that way , and there stand ...
... hearts lie panting in her hand . Abdelm . This do you know , and tempt the dan- ger still ? Abdal . Love , like a lethargy , has seized my will . I'm not myself , since from her sight I went ; I lean my trunk that way , and there stand ...
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... heart . Abdelm . In giving but that look , you give what's mine : I'll not one corner of a glance resign . All's mine , and I am covetous of my store : I have not love enough , I'll tax you more . Lyndar . I gave not love ; ' twas but ...
... heart . Abdelm . In giving but that look , you give what's mine : I'll not one corner of a glance resign . All's mine , and I am covetous of my store : I have not love enough , I'll tax you more . Lyndar . I gave not love ; ' twas but ...
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Page 211 - ... either in rejecting such old words, or phrases, which are ill sounding, or improper; or in admitting new, which are more proper, more sounding, and more significant.
Page 61 - Beneath a myrtle shade. Which love for none but happy lovers made, I slept ; and straight my love before me brought Phyllis, the object of my waking thought. Undressed she came my flames to meet, While love strewed flowers beneath her feet ; Flowers which, so pressed by her, became more sweet.
Page 225 - ... dull and heavy spirits of the English from their natural reservedness ; loosened them from their stiff forms of conversation, and made them easy and pliant to each other in discourse. Thus, insensibly, our way of living became more free ; and the fire of the English wit, which...
Page 40 - I am as free as Nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Page 116 - A watchful fate o'ersees its tender years: Till, grown more strong, it thrusts and stretches out, And elbows all the kingdoms round about: The place thus made for its first breathing free, It moves again for ease and luxury; Till, swelling by degrees, it has...
Page 62 - A careless veil of lawn was loosely spread: From her white temples fell her shaded hair, Like cloudy sunshine not too brown nor fair: Her hands, her lips did love inspire; Her ev'ry grace my heart did fire : But most her eyes which languish'd with desire.
Page 66 - Tis he ; I feel him now in every part : Like a new lord he vaunts about my heart; Surveys, in state, each corner of my breast, While poor fierce I, that was, am dispossessed...
Page 353 - ... in my own defence, neither will I gratify the ambition of two wretched scribblers, who desire nothing more than to be answered. I have not wanted friends, even amongst strangers, who have defended me more strongly than my contemptible pedant could attack me ; for the other, he is only like Fungoso in the play, who follows the fashion at a distance, and adores the Fastidious Brisk of Oxford.
Page 5 - If from thy hands alone my death can be, I am immortal and a god to thee. If I would kill thee now, thy fate's so low, That I must stoop ere I can give the blow : But mine is fixed so far above thy crown, That all thy men, Piled on thy back, can never pull it down : But, at my ease, thy destiny I send, By ceasing from this hour to be thy friend.
Page 213 - Witness the lameness of their plots ; many of which, especially those which they writ first (for even that age refined itself in some measure), were made up of some ridiculous incoherent story, which in one play many times took up the business of an age.