Richelieu; or, The conspiracy: a play. To which are added, Historical odes. By the author of the 'Lady of Lyons'. |
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... lives In the sharp glare of one relentless day . But Richelieu's self forgets to fear the sword The myrtle hides ; and Marion's silken robe Casts its kind charity o'er fiercer sins Than those which haunt the rosy path between 10 ...
... lives In the sharp glare of one relentless day . But Richelieu's self forgets to fear the sword The myrtle hides ; and Marion's silken robe Casts its kind charity o'er fiercer sins Than those which haunt the rosy path between 10 ...
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... Richelieu bears A charmed life : -to all , who have braved his power , One common end - the block . 130 BARADAS . Nay , if he live , The block your doom ; - DE MAUPRAT . Better the victim , Count , Than 6 { ACT I. RICHELIEU ;
... Richelieu bears A charmed life : -to all , who have braved his power , One common end - the block . 130 BARADAS . Nay , if he live , The block your doom ; - DE MAUPRAT . Better the victim , Count , Than 6 { ACT I. RICHELIEU ;
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... live in the common world — and talk in words That clothe the feelings of the frigid herd ? — Upon the perfumed pillow of her lips- With Paphian skies - Love smiling sleeps : -Her voice As on his native bed of roses flush'd The blest ...
... live in the common world — and talk in words That clothe the feelings of the frigid herd ? — Upon the perfumed pillow of her lips- With Paphian skies - Love smiling sleeps : -Her voice As on his native bed of roses flush'd The blest ...
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... lives ; thy father loved me well ; My friend , ere I had flatterers ( now , I'm great , In other phrase , I'm friendless ) -he died young In years , not service , and bequeath'd thee to me ; And thou shalt have a dowry , girl , to buy ...
... lives ; thy father loved me well ; My friend , ere I had flatterers ( now , I'm great , In other phrase , I'm friendless ) -he died young In years , not service , and bequeath'd thee to me ; And thou shalt have a dowry , girl , to buy ...
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... live ? DE MAUPRAT . To meet death face to face at last . † RICHELIEU . Are bold . Your words . * There are many anecdotes of the irony , often so terrible , in which Riche- lieu indulged . But he had a love for humour in its more hearty ...
... live ? DE MAUPRAT . To meet death face to face at last . † RICHELIEU . Are bold . Your words . * There are many anecdotes of the irony , often so terrible , in which Riche- lieu indulged . But he had a love for humour in its more hearty ...
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Adrien Art thou Bastile BERINGHEN Bouillon brave breast brow Cardinal Richelieu Cardinal's Cinq Mars cloud Count de Baradas Courtier crime Cromwell dare dark dear death deed despatch door Duke Duke of Orleans earth Enter Baradas Enter Huguet Exeunt Exit eyes fate father favourite fear France FRANCOIS Gaoler gaze glittering band glory GOVERNOR grave guard hand hate headsman heart Heaven honour hour Huguenots JOSEPH King King's Lady Lady Hamilton leave liege live look Lord Cardinal LOUIS Louis XIII Louvre Majesty man-the Marion de Lorme marriage MAUPRAT Messire midnight minister murder Nelson never night o'er Omitted in representation Orleans OTLEY packet palace pale pardon passion pâté Priest Queen Redoutable RICHELIEU royal SCENE secret SECRETARY seize sighs Sire smile solemn soul speak star thee There's thine thro throne treason tremble truth Voltaire whispers word youth
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Side 120 - I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart of a king, and of a king of England, too...
Side 82 - Of that high throne — spurn you the greyhair'd man, Who gave you empire — and now sues for safety? Louis. No: — when we see your Eminence in truth At the foot of the throne — we'll listen to you.
Side 39 - The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold The arch-enchanter's wand ! — itself a nothing !— But taking sorcery from the master-hand To paralyse the Caesars — and to strike The loud earth breathless ! — Take away the sword — States can be saved without it ! [Looking on the clock.
Side 108 - Ev'n better than prime ministers. Alas ! Our glories float between the earth and heaven Like clouds which seem pavilions of the sun, And are the playthings of the casual wind ; Still, like the cloud which drops on unseen crags The dews the wild flower feeds on, our ambition May from its airy height drop gladness down On unsuspected virtue ; and the flower May bless the cloud when it hath pass'd away...
Side 80 - Pass sentence on me, if you will ; — from kings Lo, I appeal to Time ! Be just, my liege. I found your kingdom rent with heresies, And bristling with rebellion ; — lawless nobles And breadless serfs; England fomenting discord ; Austria, her clutch on your dominion ; Spain Forging the prodigal gold of either Ind To armed thunderbolts. The Arts lay dead ; Trade rotted in your marts ; your armies mutinous, Your treasury bankrupt. Would you now revoke Your trust, so be it ! and I leave you, sole,...
Side 135 - with a feeling that I should never rise in my profession. My mind was staggered with a view of the difficulties I had to surmount, and the little interest I possessed. I could discover no means of reaching the object of my ambition. After a long and gloomy reverie, in which I almost wished myself overboard, a sudden glow of patriotism was kindled within me, and presented my king and country as my patron. Well, then," I exclaimed, " I will be a hero ! and, confiding in Providence, I will brave every...
Side 39 - RICHELIEU (who has seated himself as to write, lifts the pen). True, THIS ! Beneath the rule of men entirely great The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold The arch-enchanter's wand ! itself a nothing ! But taking sorcery from the master-hand To paralyze the Caesars, and to strike The loud earth breathless ! Take away the sword ; States can be, saved without it ! (Looking on the clock.) 'Tis the hour ; Retire, sir.
Side 88 - Ay, is it so? Then wakes the power which in the age of iron Burst forth to curb the great, and raise the low. Mark, where she stands, around her form I draw The awful circle of our solemn Church! Set but a foot within that holy ground, And on thy head — yea, though it wore a crown — I launch the curse of Rome!
Side 134 - ... was on board the Foudroyant, a Neapolitan fisherman came to the ship, and solemnly declared, that Caraccioli had risen from the bottom of the sea, and was coming, as fast as he could, to Naples, swimming half out of the water. Such an account was listened to like a tale of idle credulity. The day being fair, Nelson, to please the king, stood out to sea ; but the ship had not proceeded far before a body was distinctly seen, upright in the water, and approaching them. It was soon recognized to...
Side 15 - Approach, sir, — Can you call to mind the hour, Now three years since, when in this room, methinks, Your presence honour'd me?