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... be described as the Phantasm of a tragedy , -not a thing of substance mortised into the living rock of humanity , -and therefore incapable 18 PREFACE TO ION . NOTICE OF THE late Dr VaLPY, PREFIXED TO “ION” PREFACE TO "ION"
... be described as the Phantasm of a tragedy , -not a thing of substance mortised into the living rock of humanity , -and therefore incapable 18 PREFACE TO ION . NOTICE OF THE late Dr VaLPY, PREFIXED TO “ION” PREFACE TO "ION"
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... rock of humanity , -and therefore incapable of ex- citing that interest which grows out of human feeling , or of hold- ing that permanent place in the memory , which truth only can retain . " There are few perhaps among those who have ...
... rock of humanity , -and therefore incapable of ex- citing that interest which grows out of human feeling , or of hold- ing that permanent place in the memory , which truth only can retain . " There are few perhaps among those who have ...
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... rock that hangs Above the encroaching waves , the loftiest point That stretches eastward ? Irus . Know it ? O full well ! There often have I bless'd the opening day , Which thy free kindness gave me leave to waste In happy wandering ...
... rock that hangs Above the encroaching waves , the loftiest point That stretches eastward ? Irus . Know it ? O full well ! There often have I bless'd the opening day , Which thy free kindness gave me leave to waste In happy wandering ...
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... rock winds spiral from the town , Ion , the foundling cherish'd by the Priest , Stood in the entrance with such mild command As he has often smilingly obey'd , I bade him stand aside and let me pass ; When - wouldst thou think it ? -in ...
... rock winds spiral from the town , Ion , the foundling cherish'd by the Priest , Stood in the entrance with such mild command As he has often smilingly obey'd , I bade him stand aside and let me pass ; When - wouldst thou think it ? -in ...
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... and learn'd to rive Its stubborn boughs , till limbs once lightly stung Might mate in cordage with its infant stems ; Or on the sea - beat rock tore off the vest Which burnt upon my bosom , and to air Headlong 50 [ ACT II . ION .
... and learn'd to rive Its stubborn boughs , till limbs once lightly stung Might mate in cordage with its infant stems ; Or on the sea - beat rock tore off the vest Which burnt upon my bosom , and to air Headlong 50 [ ACT II . ION .
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Adras Adrastus AGENOR ALASTER Argos arm'd Athenian Athens avenge bear beauty bless blood brave breathe brother CALCHAS canst Cassander child clansmen Clemanthe Cleon Corinth Creon Creusa CRYTHES Ctes CTESIPHON dare death deed delight 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 hear heart Heaven Helen Helen Faucit HENRY MACDONALD hope hour HYLLUS IPHITUS Irus ISMENE king kneel LADY MACDONALD leave live look Lycus Mac Ian MEDON mortal mournful noble o'er palace passion Pentheus PHOCION rock scarce SCENE seek shame slave smile soldiers solemn sorrow soul speak spirit strange sweet sword thee thine Thoas thou art thou hast thou wilt thought TIMOCLES tremble twill voice wait word wouldst youth
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Page 265 - As for Mac Ian of Glencoe and that tribe, if they can be well distinguished from the other Highlanders, it will be proper, for the vindication of public justice, to extirpate that set of thieves.
Page 48 - Think upon the time When the clear depths of thy yet lucid soul Were ruffled with the troublings of strange joy, As if some unseen visitant from heaven Touch'd the calm lake and wreath'd its images In sparkling waves...
Page 37 - 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 71 - On 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...
Page 71 - Through the proud halls of time-embolden'd guilt Portents of ruin, hear me ! — In your presence, For now I feel ye nigh, I dedicate This arm to the destruction of the king And of his race ; O keep me pitiless : Expel all human weakness from my frame, That this keen weapon shake not when his heart Should feel its point ; and if he has a child Whose blood is needful to the sacrifice My country asks, harden my soul to shed it ! — Was not that thunder 1 Ctes.
Page 267 - See that this be put into execution without either fear or favour, else you may expect to be treated as not true to the King or government, nor a man fit to carry a commission in the King's service. Expecting that you will not fail in the fulfilling hereof, as you love yourself, I subscribe these with my hand, " ROBERT DUNCANSON." This order was dated 12th February, and addressed, " For their Majesties service, to Captain Robert Campbell of Glenlyon.
Page 39 - Tis a little thing To give a cup of water ; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when Nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
Page 98 - Prithee no more. Argives ! I have a boon To crave of you — whene'er I shall rejoin In death the father from whose heart in...
Page 264 - Glencoe, for having, by his interference, marred the bargain between Breadalbane and the Highland chiefs. Accordingly, in a letter of 3d December, the Secretary intimated that Government was determined to destroy utterly some of the clans, in order to terrify the others, and he hoped that, by standing out and refusing to submit under the indemnity, the Mac Donalds of Glencoe would fall into the net, — which meant that they would afford a pretext for their extirpation.
Page 97 - And learn'd the need of luxury. I grant For thee and thy brave comrades, ample share Of such rich treasure as my stores contain, To grace thy passage to some distant land, Where, if an honest cause engage thy sword, May glorious laurels wreath it ! In our realm We shall not need it longer.