The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Volumen 4A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... 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 . Like heaven , I need but only to stand still ; And , not concurring to thy life ...
... 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 . Like heaven , I need but only to stand still ; And , not concurring to thy life ...
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... crown you to my king resign'd , From thenceforth as his vassal holding it , And paying tribute such as he thought fit ; Contracting , when your father came to die , To lay aside all marks of loyalty , And at Purchena privately to live ...
... crown you to my king resign'd , From thenceforth as his vassal holding it , And paying tribute such as he thought fit ; Contracting , when your father came to die , To lay aside all marks of loyalty , And at Purchena privately to live ...
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... crown , all I should prize in it , Should be the power to lay it at your feet . Lyndar . Had you that crown , which you but wish , not hope , Then I , perhaps , might stoop , and take it up . But till your wishes and your hopes agree ...
... crown , all I should prize in it , Should be the power to lay it at your feet . Lyndar . Had you that crown , which you but wish , not hope , Then I , perhaps , might stoop , and take it up . But till your wishes and your hopes agree ...
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... 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 , Methinks , there is less glory in a crown : My boiling passions settle , and ...
... 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 , Methinks , there is less glory in a crown : My boiling passions settle , and ...
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... crown and mistress are in place , Virtue intrudes , with her lean holy face , Virtue's then mine , and not I Virtue's foe . Why does she come where she has nought to do ? Let her with anchorites , not with lovers , lie ; Statesmen and ...
... crown and mistress are in place , Virtue intrudes , with her lean holy face , Virtue's then mine , and not I Virtue's foe . Why does she come where she has nought to do ? Let her with anchorites , not with lovers , lie ; Statesmen and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abdal ABDALLA Abdelm ABDELMELECH Aben ABENAMAR Abencerrages Almah Almahide Almanz Almanzor Amal AMALTHEA Arcos Arga ARGALEON Asca ASCANIO Aurelian beauty Ben Jonson Benito Benz Benzayda betwixt Boab BOABDELIN brave Camillo command Conquest of Granada court crown dare dear death DORALICE Dryden Duke Duke of ARCOS Duke of Mantua Enter Eubulus Exeunt Exit fate father favour fear fight fortune Fred give Granada Guards HAMET hand happy haste hear heart heaven honour hope king lady Laura Leon Leonidas live look lovers Lucretia Lyndar LYNDARAXA madam MARRIAGE A-LA-MODE married Melantha mistress never night Ozmyn Pala Palamede Palm Palmyra pity play poet Poly prince queen revenge Rhodophil SCENE Selin shew soul speak stay sword tell thee there's thing thou art thought twas VIOLETTA virtue wife words Zegrys ZULEMA
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.