The Works of M. de Voltaire: BrutusJ. Newbery, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, S. Crowder, T. Davies, J. Coote, G. Kearsley, and B. Collins, at Salisbury, 1761 |
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... shall these eyes behold The offspring of the gods , like them unconquer'd , Earth's best support , the guardian deity Of innocence opprefs'd : I mourn a friend , The world a father . DIMAS . Is Alcides dead ? PHILOCTETES . Thefe hands ...
... shall these eyes behold The offspring of the gods , like them unconquer'd , Earth's best support , the guardian deity Of innocence opprefs'd : I mourn a friend , The world a father . DIMAS . Is Alcides dead ? PHILOCTETES . Thefe hands ...
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... shall I fay to my afflicted people ? Wou'd I cou'd turn the wrath of angry heav'n Against myself , and quench the deadly flame ! But O ! in univerfal ills like thefe , Kings are but men , and only can partake . The common danger .. Say ...
... shall I fay to my afflicted people ? Wou'd I cou'd turn the wrath of angry heav'n Against myself , and quench the deadly flame ! But O ! in univerfal ills like thefe , Kings are but men , and only can partake . The common danger .. Say ...
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... shall be aveng'd together : Yes , we will hear and judge , will found the depth Of this ftrange mystery . Ye gods of Thebes , Who hear our pray'rs , and know the murth'rer , now Reveal , and punish ; and thou , Sun , with - hold From ...
... shall be aveng'd together : Yes , we will hear and judge , will found the depth Of this ftrange mystery . Ye gods of Thebes , Who hear our pray'rs , and know the murth'rer , now Reveal , and punish ; and thou , Sun , with - hold From ...
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Voltaire. JOCASTA . Alas ! EGINA . Will you forgive me ? shall I speak ? Thou may'st . JOCASTA . EGINA . The king , the conqueror fubdu'd thee : You gave your hand as a reward to him Who fav'd your country . JOCASTA . Gracious gods ...
Voltaire. JOCASTA . Alas ! EGINA . Will you forgive me ? shall I speak ? Thou may'st . JOCASTA . EGINA . The king , the conqueror fubdu'd thee : You gave your hand as a reward to him Who fav'd your country . JOCASTA . Gracious gods ...
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... shall be made to speak Our thoughts ; and when their busy artifice , Spite of ourselves , hath drawn the fecret from us , Then their loud cenfures caft invidious light O'er all our actions , and th'inftructed world Is quickly taught to ...
... shall be made to speak Our thoughts ; and when their busy artifice , Spite of ourselves , hath drawn the fecret from us , Then their loud cenfures caft invidious light O'er all our actions , and th'inftructed world Is quickly taught to ...
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Æneid againſt ALBINUS anſwer ARUNS becauſe behold blood BRUTUS Cæfar cauſe CHORUS cou'd crimes cruel death deftroy deftruction detefted DIMAS Doft dreadful e'er EGINA ev'n ev'ry facred fame fatal fate father fave fear fecret fenate ferve fhall fhou'd fince firſt flave fome foon forrows foul ftill fubjects fuch gods guilty hate hath heart heav'n HEROD himſelf honour huſband ICARUS IDAMAS intereft JOCASTA juft juftice king laft Laius laſt leaſt LICTORS lord lov'd mafter Mariamne MAZAEL Meffala MESSALA moſt Motte muft muſt myſelf NABAL o'er OEDIPUS paffion PHILOCTETES PHORBAS pleaſure Polybus pow'r PROCULUS profe puniſh purpoſe rage reaſon refpect rhime Roman Rome ſafety SALOME SCENE ſhall ſpeak ſtill Tarquin Thebes thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou know'ft throne thyfelf Titus tragedy Tullia tyrant unhappy VALERIUS Varus vengeance verfe verſes virtue weakneſs whilft whofe woes wou'd wretched
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208 psl. - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
23 psl. - Ou me cacher? Fuyons dans la nuit infernale. Mais que dis-je? Mon pere y dent 1'urne fatale. Le sort, dit-on, 1'a mise en ses severes mains. Minos juge aux Enfers tous les pales humains.
205 psl. - How beautiful is death, when earn'd by virtue ! Who would not be that youth ? what pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country...
115 psl. - Great, en" amored of the loveliest woman in the world ; the " fierce passion of this King so famous for his virtues " and for his crimes — his ever-recurring and rapid " transition from love to hatred, and from hatred to " love — the ambition of his sister — the intrigues of " his concubines — the cruel situation of a princess " whose virtue and beauty are still world-renowned, " who had seen her kinsmen slain by her husband, and " who, as the climax of grief, found herself loved by " their...
10 psl. - Even in England, at this day, authors give us notice at the beginning of their pieces that the time employed in the action is equal to that of the representation and thus go further than ourselves, who taught them.
213 psl. - ... fault, and if he has sincerity enough, he will fairly confess that he had not sufficient genius to fill up his performance with a single action: and if he takes up two days, and places his scene in two different places, you may take it for granted it is because he has not skill enough to confine his plan within the limits of three hours, or bring it into the walls of a palace, as probability requires he should. But it is quite another thing with regard to hazarding a horrible spectacle on the...
216 psl. - The English are more fond of action than we are, and speak more to the eye ; the French give more attention to elegance, harmony, and the charms of verse. It is certainly more difficult to write well than to bring upon the stage assassinations, wheels, mechanical powers, ghosts, and sorcerers. The tragedy of "Cato," which reflects so much honor on Mr.
208 psl. - Caefar loved me, I weep for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious, I flew him. There are tears for his love, joy for his fortune, honour for his valour, and death for his ambition.
205 psl. - Tis Rome requires our tears, The mistress of the world, the seat of empire, The nurse of heroes, the delight of gods, That humbled the proud tyrants of the earth, . i And set the nations free, Rome is no more.
208 psl. - ... of your nation ! not that I approve the barbarous irregularities which it abounds with; it only astonishes me, that there are not many more in a work written in an age of ignorance, by a man who did not even understand Latin, and had no instructor but his own genius : and yet, among so many gross faults, with what rapture did I behold Brutus, holding in his hand a dagger, still wet with the blood of Caesar, assemble the Roman people, and thus harangue them from the tribunal: "Romans, countrymen,...