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The tragedy of the Lady Jane Gray. : As it is acted at the Theatre-Royal…

por Nicholas Rowe

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1748 Excerpt: ...oh, fatal bounty To me but 'tis impossible we dream, A' thoufand and a thoufand bars oppofe me, Rife in my way, and intercept my passage. Ev'n you, my gracious mother, what must you be, E'er I can be a Queen? Dutch. Suff. That, and that only, Thy Mother; fonder of that tender name, Than all the proud additions pow'r can give. Yes, I will give up all my share of greatness, And live in low obscurity for ever, To see thee rais'd, thou darling 01 my heart, And six'd upon a throne. But see thy father, NorthNorthumberland, with all the council, come To pay their vow'd allegiance at thy seet, / To kneel, and call thee Queen. L. J. Gray. Support me, -Guilford; Give me thy aid: stay thou my fainting foul, And help me to repress this growing danger. Enter Suffolk, Northumberland, Lords, and others of the Privy Council. North. Hail, facred princess sprung from ancient kings, Our England's dearest hope, undoubted offspring Of York and Lancaster's united line; By whose bright zeal, by whose victorious faith, Guarded and sene'd around, our pure religion, That lamp of truth which shines upon our altars, Shall lift its golden head, and flourish long; Beneath whofe awsul rule, and righteous sceptre, The plenteous years shall roll in long succession; Law shall prevail, and ancient right take place, Fair Liberty shall lift her chearful head, Fearless of tyranny and proud oppression; No fad complaining in our streets shall cry, But justice shall be exercis'd in mercy. Hail, Royal Jane behold, we bend our knees, They kneel The pledge of homage, and thy land's obedience; With humblest duty thus we kneel, and own thee Our liege, our fovereign Lady, and our queen. L. J. Gray. Oh, rife My father, rife To Suf. And you my father, too Ta North. Jlise all, nor covet me with this...… (mais)
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1748 Excerpt: ...oh, fatal bounty To me but 'tis impossible we dream, A' thoufand and a thoufand bars oppofe me, Rife in my way, and intercept my passage. Ev'n you, my gracious mother, what must you be, E'er I can be a Queen? Dutch. Suff. That, and that only, Thy Mother; fonder of that tender name, Than all the proud additions pow'r can give. Yes, I will give up all my share of greatness, And live in low obscurity for ever, To see thee rais'd, thou darling 01 my heart, And six'd upon a throne. But see thy father, NorthNorthumberland, with all the council, come To pay their vow'd allegiance at thy seet, / To kneel, and call thee Queen. L. J. Gray. Support me, -Guilford; Give me thy aid: stay thou my fainting foul, And help me to repress this growing danger. Enter Suffolk, Northumberland, Lords, and others of the Privy Council. North. Hail, facred princess sprung from ancient kings, Our England's dearest hope, undoubted offspring Of York and Lancaster's united line; By whose bright zeal, by whose victorious faith, Guarded and sene'd around, our pure religion, That lamp of truth which shines upon our altars, Shall lift its golden head, and flourish long; Beneath whofe awsul rule, and righteous sceptre, The plenteous years shall roll in long succession; Law shall prevail, and ancient right take place, Fair Liberty shall lift her chearful head, Fearless of tyranny and proud oppression; No fad complaining in our streets shall cry, But justice shall be exercis'd in mercy. Hail, Royal Jane behold, we bend our knees, They kneel The pledge of homage, and thy land's obedience; With humblest duty thus we kneel, and own thee Our liege, our fovereign Lady, and our queen. L. J. Gray. Oh, rife My father, rife To Suf. And you my father, too Ta North. Jlise all, nor covet me with this...

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