Works: Sophonisba. Agamemnon, and AlfredA. Millar, 1750 |
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againſt AGAMEMNON ALFRED Arcas Argos Behold beneath bofom breaft Caffandra captive Carthage Carthaginian CASSANDRA charms CLYTEMNESTRA CORIN death dreadful Egiftbus EGISTHUS ELECTRA ELTRUDA fafe fair fame fate fave fcorn fecret felf fhall figh fince firſt flave foft fome fons foul fpirit friendſhip ftill ftream fuch funk fure glorious glory gods happineſs heart heaven HERMIT himſelf honour hope JAMES THOMSON juftice king LÆLIUS laft laſt LELIUS loft lov'd madam madneſs Mafiniffa MASINISSA MELISANDER moſt muft muſt Mycena myſelf NARVA o'er paffion peace PHOENISSA pleaſure praiſe prince purpoſe queen rage raiſe reafon rife Roman Rome ſcene SCENE SCENE Scipio ſelf ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould SOPHONISBA ſpread ſtate ſtill Syphax TALTHYBIUS tears tender tenderneſs thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro throne Troy tyrant vengeance virtue weep whofe whoſe wiſh woes wretched youth
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