TragediesEdward Moxon, 1844 - 276 pages |
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Page 103
... CREUSA , Daughter of Creon ; twin - born of his first wife with Hyllus · } Mrs. Warner . Miss Taylor . SCENE - Corinth , and its immediate neighbourhood . TIME OF ACTION - Two days . THE ATHENIAN CAPTIVE . A TRAGEDY . ACT I. SCENE.
... CREUSA , Daughter of Creon ; twin - born of his first wife with Hyllus · } Mrs. Warner . Miss Taylor . SCENE - Corinth , and its immediate neighbourhood . TIME OF ACTION - Two days . THE ATHENIAN CAPTIVE . A TRAGEDY . ACT I. SCENE.
Page 107
... Creusa's footstep ; is't not , priest ? Is not my child approaching us ? Iph . I see the snowy foldings of a robe Afar Yet , hark ! Wave through the column'd avenue ; thy sense Is finer than the impatient ear of youth , That it should ...
... Creusa's footstep ; is't not , priest ? Is not my child approaching us ? Iph . I see the snowy foldings of a robe Afar Yet , hark ! Wave through the column'd avenue ; thy sense Is finer than the impatient ear of youth , That it should ...
Page 108
... Creusa . Dropp'd by the queen in answer to some speech In which she fancied slight to Athens , roused His spirit to an ecstacy ; he spurn'd The light accoutrements of mimic war ; Borrow'd a soldier's sword , and , with the troops Who ...
... Creusa . Dropp'd by the queen in answer to some speech In which she fancied slight to Athens , roused His spirit to an ecstacy ; he spurn'd The light accoutrements of mimic war ; Borrow'd a soldier's sword , and , with the troops Who ...
Page 109
... Creusa . [ Shouts without . Hark ! They would never shout If Hyllus were in peril . Creon . Were he slain In dashing back the dusky wall of shields , Beneath which Athens masks her pride of war , They would exult and mock the slaughter ...
... Creusa . [ Shouts without . Hark ! They would never shout If Hyllus were in peril . Creon . Were he slain In dashing back the dusky wall of shields , Beneath which Athens masks her pride of war , They would exult and mock the slaughter ...
Page 110
... CREUSA runs to HYLLUS , and supports him as he moves towards CREON . Creusa . He is faint , [ To HYLLUS . Exhausted , breathless , -bleeding . Lean on me , And let me lead thee to the king , who pants To bid his youngest soldier welcome ...
... CREUSA runs to HYLLUS , and supports him as he moves towards CREON . Creusa . He is faint , [ To HYLLUS . Exhausted , breathless , -bleeding . Lean on me , And let me lead thee to the king , who pants To bid his youngest soldier welcome ...
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Adras Adrastus AGENOR ALASTER Argos arm'd Athenian Athens bear beauty bless blood brave breathe brother CALCHAS canst CASSANDER clansmen CLEMANTHE CLEON Corinth Creon Creusa CRYTHES Ctes CTESIPHON dare death delightful Dost thou Drama 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 HAYMARKET THEATRE hear heart Heaven Helen Helen Faucit HENRY MACDONALD honour hope hour HYLLUS IPHITUS IRUS ISMENE king kneel LADY MACDONALD leave live look Lycus Mac Ian Macready MEDON mortal mournful noble o'er palace passion Pentheus PHOCION rock SCENE seek shame slave soldiers solemn sorrow soul speak spirit strange sweet sword thee thine Thoas thou art thou hast thou wilt thought TIMOCLES tremble twas voice wait word wouldst youth
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