. The London stage : a collection of the most reputed tragedies, comedies, operas, melo-dramas, farces and interludes ; accurately printed from acting copies, as performed at the Theatres Royal, and carefully collated and revised. ilotas,Whose sympathizing heart could feel the touchOf soft humanity, the heros bounty,His brightest honours, shall be lavishd on , too, will place thee near his throne;And shew mankind, evn on this shore of being,That virtue still shall meet its sure reward. Phil. I am rewarded : feelings such as mineAre worth all dignities : my heart repays me. Evan. Co
. The London stage : a collection of the most reputed tragedies, comedies, operas, melo-dramas, farces and interludes ; accurately printed from acting copies, as performed at the Theatres Royal, and carefully collated and revised. ilotas,Whose sympathizing heart could feel the touchOf soft humanity, the heros bounty,His brightest honours, shall be lavishd on , too, will place thee near his throne;And shew mankind, evn on this shore of being,That virtue still shall meet its sure reward. Phil. I am rewarded : feelings such as mineAre worth all dignities : my heart repays me. Evan. Come, let us seek Timoleon; to his careI will commend ye both : for now, alas!Thrones and dominions now no more for ihee I give my crown: yes, thou, Euphrasia,Shall reign in Sicily. And, oh! ye that bright eminence of care and over all her ways; conduct and guideThe goodness you inspird; that she may prove(If eer distress like mine invade the land)A parent to her people; stretch tlie rayOf filial piety to times man may hear her unexampled learn to emulate the Grecian Daughter. [Exeunt, GUSTAVUS VASA; Or, the deliverer OF HIS COUNTRY A TRAGEDY, IN FIVE ACTS.—BY HENRY CHARACTERS. GUSTAVUS VASACHRISTIERNARVIDAPETERSON LAERTESANDERSONSIVARDARNOLDUS MESSENGEROFFICERSOLDIERSPEASANTS Act IV.—Scene 2. CHRISTINA AUGUSTAGUSTAVAMARIANA ACT I. Scene I.— The Inside of the Copper Mines in Dalecarlia. GusTAVUS Vasa li/ing down in the distance. Enter Anderson and Arnoldus. And, You tell me wonders. ^rn. Soft! behold ni}lord ! (Points to Gust.)Behold him stretchd, where reigns eternal night;The flint his pillow, and cold damp his covring;Yet, bold of spirit, and robust of limb,He throws inclemency aside, nor feelsThe lot of human frailty. And. What horrors hang around ! the savage raceNeer hold their den l)ut where some glimmring rayMay bringthe cheer of morn. What, then, is he fHis dwelling marks a secret in his soul,And whispers s
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