The Poetical Works of S. T. Coleridge, Bind 3W. Pickering, 1835 |
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... . KOLATTO , GORDON , Governor of Egra . WRANGEL , a Swedish General . NEUMANN , Captain of Cavalry , Aid - de - camp to Tertsky . SENI , an Astrologer . MASTER OF THE CELLAR . SERVANTS , & c . THE PICCOLOMINI , ETC. ACT I. SCENE I - An.
... . KOLATTO , GORDON , Governor of Egra . WRANGEL , a Swedish General . NEUMANN , Captain of Cavalry , Aid - de - camp to Tertsky . SENI , an Astrologer . MASTER OF THE CELLAR . SERVANTS , & c . THE PICCOLOMINI , ETC. ACT I. SCENE I - An.
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... camp , Which held at once so many heads of heroes . Welcome , Count Isolani ! Isol . [ approaching nearer . My noble brother , Even now am I arrived ; it had been else my duty- Octa . And colonel Butler - trust me , I rejoice Thus to ...
... camp , Which held at once so many heads of heroes . Welcome , Count Isolani ! Isol . [ approaching nearer . My noble brother , Even now am I arrived ; it had been else my duty- Octa . And colonel Butler - trust me , I rejoice Thus to ...
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... camp this honour . Quest . I stood before these colours . Once before , Illo . Perchance too you remember where that was . It was at Znâim1 in Moravia , where You did present yourself upon the part Of the emperor , to supplicate our ...
... camp this honour . Quest . I stood before these colours . Once before , Illo . Perchance too you remember where that was . It was at Znâim1 in Moravia , where You did present yourself upon the part Of the emperor , to supplicate our ...
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... Octa . ( interposing and addressing Questenberg . ) My noble friend , This is no more than a remembrancing That you are now in camp , and among warriors , The soldier's boldness constitutes his freedom . Could he act 14 THE PICCOLOMINI ,
... Octa . ( interposing and addressing Questenberg . ) My noble friend , This is no more than a remembrancing That you are now in camp , and among warriors , The soldier's boldness constitutes his freedom . Could he act 14 THE PICCOLOMINI ,
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... camp . Here , here , " Tis quite another thing . Here is no emperor more - the duke is emperor . Alas , my friend ! alas , my noble friend ! This walk which you have ta'en me through the camp Strikes my hopes prostrate . Octa . Now you ...
... camp . Here , here , " Tis quite another thing . Here is no emperor more - the duke is emperor . Alas , my friend ! alas , my noble friend ! This walk which you have ta'en me through the camp Strikes my hopes prostrate . Octa . Now you ...
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already Ansp arms army Butler camp chamber colonel command confidence Coun Count Tertsky Countess Tertsky Cuirassiers dare daughter deed destiny dost doth Duch Duchess Duke Friedland duty Egra emperor enemy enter entreat evil Exit faithful favour fear fortune Galas give Goetz Gordon hadst hand hast thou hath hear heart heaven hither honour Illo Isol Isolani Lady Neubrunn leave lieutenant-general longer look lord Maradas mother ne'er never night noble o'er oath Octa Octavio Piccolomini once Pappenheimers pause Pilsen Prague prince Quest Questenberg Regensburg regiments remain S. T. COLERIDGE SCENE servants soul spirit stand stars Swedes Swedish sword tell Tert thee Thek Thekla there's thine Thou art thou hast Thou wilt thy father thyself Tiefenbach to-day traitor troops trust Twas Vienna voice Wallenstein Wherefore whole word wouldst Wran
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Side 166 - Are ye not like the women, who for ever Only recur to their first word, although One had been talking reason by the hour ! Know, that the human being's thoughts and deeds Are not like ocean billows, blindly moved. The inner world, his microcosmus, is The deep shaft, out of which they spring eternally.
Side 279 - Permit her her own will. Leave her alone with him: for there are sorrows, Where of necessity the soul must be Its own support. A strong heart will rely On its own strength alone. In her own bosom, Not in her mother's arms, must she collect The strength to rise superior to this blow. It is mine own brave girl. I'll have her treated Not as the woman, but the heroine.
Side 77 - Das Herz ist gestorben, die Welt ist leer, Und weiter gibt sie dem Wunsche nichts mehr. Du Heilige, rufe dein Kind zurück, Ich habe genossen das irdische Glück, Ich habe gelebt und geliebet.
Side 165 - do not ride to-day The dapple, as you're wont ; but mount the horse Which I have chosen for thee. Do it, brother ! In love to me. A strong dream warned me so.
Side 71 - For fable is Love's world, his home, his birthplace Delightedly dwells he 'mong fays and talismans, And spirits ; and delightedly believes Divinities, being himself divine. The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring. Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Side 238 - Like one abhorred, a hard inhuman being ; Yea, loaded with the curse of all I love ! Must see all whom I love in this sore anguish, Whom I with one word can make happy — O ! My heart revolts within me, and two voices Make themselves audible within my bosom.
Side 149 - Yet not a few, and for a meaner object, Have ventured even this, ay, and performed it. What is there in thy case so black and monstrous ? Thou art accused of treason — whether with Or without justice is not now the question — Thou art lost if thou dost not avail thee quickly Of the power which thou possessest — Friedland ! Duke!
Side 291 - WALLENSTEIN (moves to the window). There is a busy motion in the Heaven, The wind doth chase the flag upon the tower, Fast sweep the clouds, the sickle ' of the moon, Struggling, darts snatches of uncertain light. No form of star is visible ! That one White stain of light, that single glimmering yonder, Is from Cassiopeia, and therein Is Jupiter. (A pause).
Side 129 - Thyself dost not conceive it possible; And since they now have evidence authentic How far thou hast already gone, speak! tell us, What art thou waiting for? Thou canst no longer Keep thy command; and beyond hope of rescue Thou'rt lost if thou resign'st it.
Side 122 - OCTAVIO (alarmed). What MAX. (returning). If thou hast believed that I shall act A part in this thy play, thou hast Miscalculated on me grievously. My way must be straight on. True with the tongue, False with the heart — I may not, cannot be : Nor can I suffer that a man should trust me — As his friend trust me — and then lull my conscience With such low pleas as these : " I ask him not — He did it all at his own hazard — and My mouth has never lied to him.