The dramas of Frederick Schiller: Don Carlos, Mary Stuart, The Maid of Orleans, The bride of Messina |
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AGNES SOREL arms art thou BEATRICE behold blood bosom breast BURGUNDY BURLEIGH CÆSAR CARLOS CHAS Chorus CAJETAN crown dare death deed DOMINGO DON CARLOS DON CESAR DON MANUEL doth dread DUKE ALVA Duke of Burgundy DUNOIS e'en ELIZ ELIZABETH England Exit eyes faith fate father favour fear FERIA Flanders France gracious GRAND INQUISITOR Grandees hand happy hate hath hear Heaven HIRE holy honour hope ISAB ISABEL ISABELLA JOHAN JOHANNA KING knights LA HIRE LEIC LEICESTER letter LIONEL looks Lord Lord Leicester Madrid maid Maiden Majesty Marquis Posa MARY Monarch MORT MORTIMER mother ne'er never noble nought o'er Orleans PAULET pause peace Prince Princess Eboli Queen RAIM realm royal SCENE secret silent Sire SOREL soul Spain speak spirit stand sword TALBOT tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tremble Twas voice words youth
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Page 244 - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate' by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war ; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial Enter a Servant.
Page 277 - On me; you have destroy'd me in my bloom! Now, end your work, my sister ; — speak at length The word, which to pronounce has brought you hither; For I will ne'er believe, that you are come, To mock unfeelingly your hapless victim. Pronounce this word; — say, " Mary, you are free: You have already felt my pow'r — learn now To honor too my generosity.
Page 149 - ALVA. Should the Monarch prove unjust — And, at this time QUEEN. Then I must wait for justice Until it come — and they are happiest far Whose consciences may calmly wait their right.
Page 278 - All false appearance as became a Queen. The worst of me is known, and I can say, That I am better than the fame I bear.
Page 279 - KENNEDY'S bosom. Now I am happy, Hannah ! and, at last, After whole years of sorrow and abasement, One moment of victorious revenge ! A weight falls off my heart, a weight of mountains ; I plung'd the steel in my oppressor's breast ! £EN.