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... dear to thee ; thou know'st not this , Nor seest the ills in which thou art involved . CDIP . Think'st thou no vengeance such reproach awaits ? TIR .. I have no fear , if truth hath aught of pow'r . CEDIP . It hath , but not for thee ...
... dear to thee ; thou know'st not this , Nor seest the ills in which thou art involved . CDIP . Think'st thou no vengeance such reproach awaits ? TIR .. I have no fear , if truth hath aught of pow'r . CEDIP . It hath , but not for thee ...
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... dear to him . This thou wilt know in time ; for time alone Shows a just man ; the base a day unveils . CHOR . His words are wise : beware , O king , nor err Through passion : quick resolves are oft unsafe . DIP . When quick the lurking ...
... dear to him . This thou wilt know in time ; for time alone Shows a just man ; the base a day unveils . CHOR . His words are wise : beware , O king , nor err Through passion : quick resolves are oft unsafe . DIP . When quick the lurking ...
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... dear country when with ills depress'd ; If thou hast pow'r , to safety guide us now . Now , by the gods , inform me whence this rage , That with such fury flames , O king , arose . EDIP . I will inform thee ( for than these more high ...
... dear country when with ills depress'd ; If thou hast pow'r , to safety guide us now . Now , by the gods , inform me whence this rage , That with such fury flames , O king , arose . EDIP . I will inform thee ( for than these more high ...
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... dear Can I , thus struggling with my fate , confide ? My father was the royal Polybus Of Corinth ; Merope , who boasts her birth From Dorian Chiefs , my mother ; in that state I was esteem'd the greatest , till there chanced A ...
... dear Can I , thus struggling with my fate , confide ? My father was the royal Polybus Of Corinth ; Merope , who boasts her birth From Dorian Chiefs , my mother ; in that state I was esteem'd the greatest , till there chanced A ...
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... I must fly , And exiled never , never see those friends That are most dear to me , and never tread My country's soil again ; if I must mount My mother's bed , in fated nuptials join'd ; If 835 ... 868 37 Edipus King of Thebes .
... I must fly , And exiled never , never see those friends That are most dear to me , and never tread My country's soil again ; if I must mount My mother's bed , in fated nuptials join'd ; If 835 ... 868 37 Edipus King of Thebes .
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Ægisthus Ajax ANTIGONE ANTIS Argive arms art thou Atreus aught bear behold beneath blood CDIP CEDIP CHOR CHORUS CHRY CLYT Creon daring daughters dead death deed DEIA DEIANIRA didst dipus dost thou dreadful e'en EDIP Edipus ELEC Electra Euripides Eurytus eyes fate fear friends glory gods Grecian grief hallow'd hand hast thou hated hath hear heart hence HERC hither honour HYLL ills illustrious ISMENE Jocasta Jove king know'st Laius LICH lord midst mind mortal mournful ne'er NEOP NEOPTOLEMUS never o'er ŒDIP Orestes PHIL Philoctetes pity Polybus Polynices pow'r rage realms reverence Sophocles soul speak stranger STRO TECM TECMESSA TEUC Teucer Thebes thee Theseus thine things thou art thou hast thou may'st thou shalt thou wilt thought thy father thy words Tiresias toils tomb Troy ULYS Ulysses unhappy vengeance virgin voice whilst wilt thou wish woes wou'dst thou wretched
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Page 39 - Of law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Page 92 - Well, stranger, to these rural seats Thou comest, this region's blest retreats, Where white Colonus lifts his head, And glories in the bounding steed. Where sadly sweet the frequent nightingale Impassion'd pours her evening song, And charms with varied notes each verdant vale, The ivy's dark-green boughs among ; Or shelter'd 'midst the cluster'd vine, Which high above, to form a bow'r Safe from the sun or stormy show'r, Loves its thick branches to entwine ; Where frolic Bacchus always roves, And...
Page 231 - midst surrounding frosts, and vapours chill, Presid'st on bleak Dodona's vocal hill: (Whose groves the Selli, race austere! surround, Their feet unwash'd, their slumbers on the ground; Who hear, from rustling oaks, thy dark decrees; And catch the fates, low-whispered in the breeze;) Hear, as of old! Thou gav'st, at Thetis' prayer, Glory to me, and to the Greeks despair.
Page 190 - Life's but a walking shadow ; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more : it is a tale Told by an ideot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Page 92 - O'er the rich bosom of the ground, Quick spring the plants, the flow'rs around Here oft to raise the tuneful song The virgin band of Muses deigns ; And car-borne Venus guides her golden reins Strophe 2.
Page 126 - But in short space we stopp'd, we backwards turn'd Our eyes ; the man was no where to be found ; He was not ; but we saw the king alone ; He stood) and o'er his face his hands he spread Shading his eyes, as if with terror struck At something horrible to human sight. Thus long he stood not, but we saw him soon The Earth adoring, and Olympus high, Seat of th' immortal gods, with ardent pray'r.
Page 307 - As, wearied with the tossing of the waves, They saw me sleeping on the shore, beneath This rock's rude covering, with malignant joy They left me, and sail'd hence. Think from that sleep, my son, how I awoke, When they were gone ! Think on my tears, my groans. — Such ills lamenting, when I saw my ships, With which I hither sail'd, all out at sea, And steering hence ; no mortal in the place ; Not one to succour me; — not one to lend His lenient hand to mitigate my wound ! On every side I roll'd...
Page 240 - is before the tent of Ajax, the " last in station ; so that it has the " camp and fleet of the Grecians " stretching along the shore to the " west, a valley terminated by " mount Ida lying to the east. " The simplicity of the ancient " drama generally confined the " whole representation to one " place, from which the chorus " was not allowed to depart. So...
Page 117 - Shakespeare must have read it in the original, if he read it. at all. The similarity, however, is not so striking as to accuse him of plagiarism, nor so startling as to lessen his claim to originality. We annex a portion from (Edipus : " Get thee hence, thou hast no father here Detested wretch — thou vilest of the vile— And take these curses with thee on thy head, Which I call down ; by arms thy native land 'Never may'st thou recover, nor again Visit the vales of Argos : may's!
Page 39 - ... with stately step the sky: Their father the Olympian king; No mixture of man's mortal mould; Nor shall Oblivion's sable wing In shades their active virtues fold. In them the god is great, nor fears The withering waste of years. Antistrophe 1. The tyrant Pride engenders. Pride With wealth o'erfilled, with greatness vain, Mounting with Outrage at her side, The splendid summit if she gain, Falls headlong from the dangerous brow, Down dash'd to ruin's gulf below.