Sabina: A Novel, Volume 3

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Chapman and Hall, 1868

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Page 84 - Enter DOLABELLA Who has profaned the sacred name of friend, And worn it into vileness ! With how secure a brow, and specious form, He gilds the secret villain ! Sure that face Was meant for honesty ; but Heaven mismatched it, And furnished treason out with nature's pomp, To make its work more easy.
Page 285 - My heart is disquieted within me, and the fear of death is fallen upon me. 5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and an horrible dread hath overwhelmed me. 6 And I said, O that I had wings like a dove! for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Page 160 - Twere but to do what has been done already ; And Philip's son, and Caesar did as much: But to subdue th' unconquerable mind, To make one reason have the same effect Upon all apprehensions ; to force this, Or this man, just to think as thou and I do ; Impossible ! Unless souls were alike In all, which differ now like human faces.
Page 189 - How many hearts have here grown cold, That sleep these mouldering stones among ; How many beads have here been told, . How many matins here been sung. " On this rude stone, by time long broke, I think I see some pilgrim kneel ; I think I see the censor smoke ; I think I hear the solemn peal.
Page 250 - From hence Tarentum's bay appears in view, For Hercules renown'd, if fame be true. Just opposite, Lacinian Juno stands; Caulonian tow'rs, and Scylacaean strands, For shipwrecks fear'd. Mount Aetna thence we spy, Known by the smoky flames which cloud the sky. Far off we hear the waves with surly sound Invade the rocks, the rocks their groans rebound. The billows break upon the sounding strand, And roll the rising tide, impure with sand. Then thus Anchises, in experience old: "T is that Charybdis which...
Page 95 - Sweet pleasing Sleep, of all the powers the best ! O peace of mind ! repairer of decay ! Whose balms renew the limbs to labors of the day, Care shuns thy soft approach, and sullen flies away!
Page 280 - ... the groves! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise. Ye chief, for whom the whole creation smiles, At once the head, the heart, and tongue of all, Crown...
Page 236 - I'm right, though! Now, gentlemen ALL: Aye! aye! The devil take the hindmost! (Exeunt hastily. Enter NARCISSA and PATTY.) Song. NARCISSA. Freshly now the breeze is blowing As yon ship at anchor rides ; Sullen waves, incessant flowing, Rudely dash against the sides. So my heart, its course impeded, Beats in my perturbed breast ; Doubts, like waves by waves succeeded, Rise, and still deny it rest.
Page 263 - My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine, And in my breast the imperfect joys expire ! Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men. The fields to all their wonted tribute bear, 15 To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him who cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Page 31 - Thou even my prayers dost steal from me ; And I, with wild idolatry, Begin to God, and end them all to thee.

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