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The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies - Page 248
1804
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The orphan. The history and fall of Caius Marius. Venice preserv'd. Poems ...

Thomas Otway - 1757
...Conquefl in one Hand I bore her, And with the other dafhM the faucy Waves, That thiong'd and prefs'd to rob me of my Prize: I brought her, gave her to your 'defpajpng Anns: Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler Gratitude . . Rofe in her Soul : For From that...
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Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the ...

William Scott - Elocution - 1789 - 398 pages
...conqueft, in one hand I bore her, And, with the other, dafh'd the faucy waves, That throng'd and prefs'd to rob me of my prize. I brought her ; gave her to your defpairing arms : Indeed you thank'd me : but a nobler gratitude Rofe in her foul ; for from that hour...
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Venice Preserved, Or, A Plot Discovered: A Tragedy

Thomas Otway - Venice (Italy) - 1797 - 122 pages
...press'd to rob me of my pri/.o. I brought her, gave her to your despairing arms ; Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rose in her soul : for from that hour she lov'd me, 'Till for her life she paid me with herself. Pri. You stole her from me ; like a thief you...
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British Theatre, Volume 1

John Bell - English drama - 1792
...conquest, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dash'd the saucy waves, That throng'd and press'd to rob me of my prize. I brought her, gave her to your despairing arms : Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rose in her soul : for from that hour she lov'd ine, 'Till for...
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Jones's British Theatre, Volume 2

English drama - 1795
...conqueft, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dafh'd the faucy waves, That throng'd and prefs'd to rob me of my prize. I brought her, gave her to your defpairing arms : Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rofe in her foul: for from that hour...
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Bell's British theatre, Volume 15

John Bell - Drama - 1797
...press'd to rob me of my prize. 1 brought her, gave her to your despairing arms t fndeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rose in her soul : for from that hour she lov'd me, 'Till for her life she paid me with heiself. Pri. You stole her from mej like a thief you...
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The British drama

British drama - 1804
...buffetting the billows to her rescue, Redeemed her life with half the loss of mine. Lkc a rich conmiest, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dashed...That thronged and pressed to rob me of my prize. I bruught her, gave her to your despairing arms: Indeed you thanked me ; but a nobler gratitude Ruse...
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ...

Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808
...conquest, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dash'd the saucy waves, That throng'd and press'd to rob me of my prize. I brought her, gave her to your despairing arms; Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rose in her soul : for from that hour she lov'd me, Till for her...
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The British theatre; or, A collection of plays: which are acted at the ...

Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808
...press'd to rob me of my prize. I brought her, gave her to your despairing arms; Indeed you thank'd me ; but a nobler gratitude Rose in her soul : for from that hour she lov'd me, Till for her life she paid me with herself. Priuli. You stole her from me ; like a thief...
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The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, Volume 1

Sir Walter Scott - English drama - 1811
...buffl'tting the billows to her rescue, Redeemed her life with half the loss of mine. Like a rich conquest, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dashed...prize. I brought her, gave her to your despairing arms: HI you thanked me; but a nobler gratitude in her soul: for from that hour shsloved me, for her life...
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