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Page 24 - Page. Madam, there is a lady in your hall, Who begs to be admitted to your presence. Lady. Is it not one of our invited friends? Page. No, far unlike to them ; it is a stranger.
Page 34 - So sadly orphan'd, side by side we stood, Like two young trees, whose boughs in early strength, Screen the weak saplings of the rising grove, And brave the storm together — I have so long, as if by nature's right, Thy bosom's inmate and adviser been, I thought thro' life I should have so remain'd, Nor ever known a change.
Page 92 - Jane. (Raising him.) Well, then ! be thou my servant, and my friend. Art thou, good Jerome, too, in kindness come ? I see thou art. How goes it with thine age ? Jer. Ah, madam ! woe and weakness dwell with age : Would I could serve you with a young man's strength ! I'd spend my life for you. Jane. .. Thanks, worthy Jerome.
Page 14 - That gods might envy. Little time so spent Doth far outvalue all our life beside. This is indeed our life, our waking life, The rest dull breathing sleep.
Page 26 - I've known him otherwise : He is suspicious grown. Jane. Not so, Count Freberg, Monfort is too noble. Say rather, that he is a man in grief, Wearing at times a strange and scowling eye ; And thou, less generous than beseems a friend, Hast thought too hardly of him. Freb.
Page 50 - I'll take thy hand since I can have no more. (Carelessly.) I take of worthy men whate'er they give. Their heart I gladly take ; if not, their hand : If that too is withheld, a courteous word, Or the civility of placid looks ; And, if e'en these are too great favours deetn'd, 'Faith, I can set me down contentedly With plain and homely greeting, or,
Page 49 - Well, my gentle friend, You see I have not linger'd long behind. Freb. No, thou art sooner than I look'd for thee. Rez. A willing heart adds feather to the heel, And makes the clown a winged Mercury.
Page 37 - Twas that which drove me hither. I could not bear to meet thine eye again. Jane. Alas ! that, tempted by a sister's tears, I ever left thy house ! These few past months, These absent months, have brought us all this woe. Had I remained with thee, it had not been.
Page 66 - Alas ! yes. Bar. Her sincere repentance has long since obliterated her crime. Stra. Sir ! a wife, once induced to forfeit her honour, must be capable of a second crime. Bar. Not so, Charles. Ask your heart what portion of the blame may be your own. Stra. Mine.
Page 69 - No confession, madam. \ release you from every humiliation. I perceive you feel that we must part for ever. Mrs. H. I know it. Nor come I here to supplicate your pardon ; nor has my heart contained a ray of hope that you would grant it. All I dare ask is, that you will not curse my memory. Stra.