The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton, 第 4 巻Chapman and Hall, 1854 |
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Adrien BARADAS BEAUSEANT and GLAVIS beauty BERINGHEN BERTRAND bless BRAGELONE brave Cardinal Cardinal Richelieu Cinq Mars Claude conscience Count court Courtiers DAMAS dare dear death DUCHESS DUCHESS DE LA Duke DUKE OF ORLEANS earth Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes father fear forget forgive France FRANÇOIS GASPAR gentleman glory GRAMMONT hand hath hear heart Heaven honour hope hour HUGUET JOSEPH JULIE King King's LA VALLIÈRE lady LANDLORD LAUZUN liege live look Lord LOUIS Louise loved thee Lyons MADAME DE MONTESPAN MADAME DESCHAPPELLES MADEMOISELLE MADEMOISELLE DE LA maid MARION MAUPRAT MELNOTTE methinks MONS Monsieur mother never o'er ORLEANS palace pardon passion PAULINE poor pray priest Prince proud RICHELIEU royal SCENE scorn servant shame Sire smile soul speak sweet tell thine thou art thou hast thought VALLIÈRE virtue WIDOW word young youth
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207 ページ - At last, in one mad hour, I dared to pour The thoughts that burst their channels into song, And sent them to thee — such a tribute, lady, As beauty rarely scorns, even from the meanest. The name— appended by the burning heart That...
308 ページ - 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.
166 ページ - That which the Queen of Navarre sent to the poor troubadour: — "Let me see the Oracle that can tell nations I am beautiful ! " She will admit me. I shall hear her speak — I shall meet her eyes — I shall read upon her cheek the sweet thoughts that translate themselves into blushes. Then — then, oh, then — she may forget that I am the peasant's son ! Widow.
233 ページ - From air he takes his colours — holds his life, — Changes with every wind, — grows lean or fat, Rosy with hope, or green with jealousy, Or pallid with despair — just as the gale Varies from north to south — from heat to cold...
185 ページ - Mel. [bitterly]. Oh, false one! It is the prince thou lovest, not the man: If in the stead of luxury, pomp, and power, I had painted poverty, and toil, and care, Thou hadst found no honey on my tongue ; — Pauline, That is not love! Pauline. Thou wrong'st me, cruel Prince!
359 ページ - Mark'd out for vengeance — exile or the scaffold. You find me now amidst my trustiest friends, My closest kindred ; — you would tear them from me ; They murder you forsooth, since me they love ! Eno' of plots and treasons for one reign ! Home ! — Home ! and sleep away these phantoms ! Rich.
165 ページ - I've won the prize! — never missed one shot! Is it not handsome, this gun? Widow. Humph! — Well, what is it worth, Claude? Mel. Worth! What is a riband worth to a soldier? Worth! everything! Glory is priceless! Widow. Leave glory to great folks. Ah! Claude, Claude, castles in the air cost a vast deal to keep up!
203 ページ - Claude ? (MELNOTTE makes a sign of assent.) Know you not then, Madam, that this young man is of poor though honest parents ? Know you not that you are wedded to my son, Claude Melnotte ? PAULINE. Your son ! hold — hold ! do not speak to me. — (Approaches...
279 ページ - Let it pass; there is against you What you can less excuse.] Messire de Mauprat, Doom'd to sure death, how hast thou since consumed The time allotted thee for serious thought And solemn penitence ? De Mau.
168 ページ - It reached her, and was returned to me with blows. Dost hear, Melnotte? with blows! Death! are we slaves still, that we are to be thus dealt with, we peasants?