The Dramatic Works of James Sheridan Knowles, Volume 1

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G. Routledge, Warnes, & Routledge, 1859 - 905 pages

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Page 125 - Ye crags and peaks, I'm with you once again ! I hold to you the hands you first beheld, To show they still are free. Methinks I hear A spirit in your echoes answer me, And bid your tenant welcome to his home Again! O sacred forms, how proud you look! How high you lift your heads into the sky ! How huge you are! how mighty and how free!
Page 174 - Tell. I'd have it at my back ! — The sun should shine Upon the mark, and not on him that shoots. I cannot see to shoot against the sun ! — I will not shoot against the sun ! Ges.
Page 125 - I'm with you once again ! — I call to you With all my voice !— I hold my hands to you To show they still are free. I rush to you As though I could embrace you...
Page 138 - I've laid me flat along; And while gust followed gust more furiously, As if to sweep me o'er the horrid brink, And I have thought of other lands, whose storms Are summer flaws to those of mine, and just Have wished me there ; — the thought that mine was free Has checked that wish, and I have raised my head, And cried in thraldom to that furious wind : Blow on ! This is the land of liberty ! TELL AMONG THE MOUNTAINS — KNOWLES.
Page 100 - My conscience will not let me Be silent. 'Tis notorious to you all, That Claudius' father, at his death, declared me The guardian of his son. This cheat has long Been known to me. I know the girl is not Virginius
Page 175 - Tell. How looks he? Ver. Clear and smilingly. If you doubt it, look yourself. Tell. No, no, my friend: To hear it is enough. Ver. He bears himself so much above his years — Tell. I know! I know! Ver. With constancy so modest — Tell. I was sure he would — Ver.
Page 93 - I see the master cloud — this ragged one, That lowers before, moves only in subservience To the ascendant of the other. Jove, With its own mischief break it and disperse it, And that be all the ruin!
Page 101 - Appius, I pray you, wait! If she is not My child, she hath been like a child to me For fifteen years. If I am not her father, I have been like a father to her, Appius, For even such a time. They that have lived So long a time together, in so near And dear society, may be allow'd A little time for parting.
Page 167 - Father ! TELL. Speak not to me. Let me not hear thy voice. Thou must be dumb ; And so should all things be. Earth should be dumb! And Heaven — unless its thunders muttered at The deed and sent a bolt to stop it. Give me My bow and quiver. GES. When all's ready.
Page 161 - Because they look for thee. The hurricane comes unawares upon them : from its bed the torrent breaks and finds them in its track — Ges. What then?

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