Sethona: a tragedy, as it is performed at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-Lane

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Printed for T. Becket, 1774 - Drama - 75 pages
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Page 62 - Dowe. 0 royalty! what joys hast thou to boast. To recompense thy cares ? Ambition seems The passion of a God. Yet from my throne Have I. with envy, seen the naked slave Rejoicing in the music of his chains, And singing toil away ; and then at eve Returning peaceful to his couch of rest : — Whilst / sat anxious and perplexed with cares : Projecting, plotting, fearful of event; Or.
Page 47 - IS is the houfe of death ! The dreary tomb Of Egypt's ancient kings ' What now remains Of all their glory, but...
Page 66 - ... I look'd not at the fun ; and when he fpoke My fingers dropt the lyre. This wound was death. It bleeds ! it bleeds ! This breaft was void of guilt.
Page 65 - Upon me ! He was old ! Hard was the heart, And ruthlefs was the hand ! She heeds me not ! Excefs of grief has almolt quench'd the light Of reafon in her mind.
Page 67 - The fountain of my .'tears is dry, my eyes Burn, with the raging fever of my brain. ,, i
Page 66 - Cold, cold his breaft, and filent is his tongue ! His ruby lips ' Sethona, like the bee, Suck'd honey from the rofe ! I knew not then He was my brother ! AMASI S.

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