British Theatre, Volume 11J. Bell, 1791 |
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... pleasure in a sensual sty . 110 S. Spi . " Degrading fall ! from such a dire distress " What pain too great our mortal charge to save ? F. Spi . " For this , when any favour'd of high Jove " Chances to pass thro ' this advent'rous glade ...
... pleasure in a sensual sty . 110 S. Spi . " Degrading fall ! from such a dire distress " What pain too great our mortal charge to save ? F. Spi . " For this , when any favour'd of high Jove " Chances to pass thro ' this advent'rous glade ...
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... Pleasure counts our time alone . Comus . Come , knit hands and beat the ground In a light fantastic round . A Dance . Break off , break off ; I feel the diff'rent pace Of some chaste footing near about this ground . 190 200 210 Run to ...
... Pleasure counts our time alone . Comus . Come , knit hands and beat the ground In a light fantastic round . A Dance . Break off , break off ; I feel the diff'rent pace Of some chaste footing near about this ground . 190 200 210 Run to ...
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... pleasures mark'd . SONG . By a Woman in a pastoral habit . Would you taste the noon - tide air , To yon ' fragrant bow'r repair , Where woven with the poplar bough The mantling vine will shelter you . Down each side a fountain flows ...
... pleasures mark'd . SONG . By a Woman in a pastoral habit . Would you taste the noon - tide air , To yon ' fragrant bow'r repair , Where woven with the poplar bough The mantling vine will shelter you . Down each side a fountain flows ...
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... Pleasure's vine - yard we Rove like birds from tree to tree , Careless , airy , gay , and free . ३०० E. Bro . How can your impious tongues profane the name Of sacred Virtue , and yet promise pleasure 310 In lying songs of vanity and ...
... Pleasure's vine - yard we Rove like birds from tree to tree , Careless , airy , gay , and free . ३०० E. Bro . How can your impious tongues profane the name Of sacred Virtue , and yet promise pleasure 310 In lying songs of vanity and ...
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... pleasure's path you stray , " In sensual folly blindly seeking both , " Your pleasure riot , lust your boasted love . " Capricious , wanton , bold , and brutal , lust " Is meanly selfish , when resisted cruel , " And like the blast of ...
... pleasure's path you stray , " In sensual folly blindly seeking both , " Your pleasure riot , lust your boasted love . " Capricious , wanton , bold , and brutal , lust " Is meanly selfish , when resisted cruel , " And like the blast of ...
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affair Bacchanals beauty believe better bless bliss brother charms Clar CLARISSA Colonel OLDBOY Comus dare daugh daughter dear Dian DIANA Dibdin ev'ry FANNY farmer father favour fear fellow Flowerdale's fortune gentleman Giles gipsies girl give happy Harman hear heart Heaven hither honour hope ISAAC BICKERSTAFF Jenny JESSAMY joys justice of peace LADY SYCAMORE Lion Lionel live look Lord AIMWORTH Lord Harry lordship Madam marriage marry Master Fairfield master Jenkins MERVIN mind Miss Naiads never night nymph Oldboy's papa Patty pleasure poor pow'r pray Ralph SCENE XII servant shew Sir Harry Sir John Flowerdale SONG soul speak Spirit sure sweet talk tell thee THEODOSIA there's thing thou thought thro told vex'd vext virtue what's wish word young lady youth Zounds
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Page 47 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 48 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 17 - But their way Lies through the perplexed paths of this drear wood, The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger...
Page 31 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Page 60 - Yet should I try, the uncontrolled worth Of this pure cause would kindle my rapt spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence...
Page 23 - My best guide now : methought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment, Such as the jocund flute, or gamesome pipe, Stirs up among the loose unletter'd hinds, When, for their teeming flocks, and granges full, In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan, And thank the gods amiss.
Page 48 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come,- and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Page 56 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
Page 34 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...