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Ajax ancient appear bear behold bring called cause child Chorus coming consider Creon daughter dead death deed dreadful earth Edipus evil expression eyes fall fate father fear feel friends gain give gods gone Greeks hand hast thou hath hear heard heaven Hermann hither hold honour hope Jocasta Jove king land laws least light live longer look means mind mortal mother murder Musgrave nature never observes once Orestes pain passage perished person Philoctetes play possessed present receive seems sense speak spirit stranger suffer surely taken tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thyself Tiresias translation truth turn Ulysses unhappy utter whole wilt wish woman wretched Wunder
Strona 114 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Strona 186 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Strona 51 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Strona 319 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Strona 181 - Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them : they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
Strona 72 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Strona 250 - Before the curing of a strong disease, Even in the instant of repair and health, The fit is strongest ; evils, that take leave, On their departure most of all show evil : What have you lost by losing of this day ? Lew.
Strona 151 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Strona 259 - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
Strona 271 - And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong, (Between whose endless jar justice resides,) Should lose their names, and so should justice too.