. 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. es up to the sea fold. The scene closes. Enter Earl of Horror on horror! blasted be the handThat struck my Guilford! Oh ! his bleeding trunkShall live in these distracted eyes for ever!Curse on thy fatal arts, thy cruel counsels! {To Gardiner.)The queen is deaf and pitiless as thou art. Gar. The just reward of heresy and treasonIs falln upon em both fo
. 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. es up to the sea fold. The scene closes. Enter Earl of Horror on horror! blasted be the handThat struck my Guilford! Oh ! his bleeding trunkShall live in these distracted eyes for ever!Curse on thy fatal arts, thy cruel counsels! {To Gardiner.)The queen is deaf and pitiless as thou art. Gar. The just reward of heresy and treasonIs falln upon em both for their vain obstinacy;Untimely death, with infamy on everlasting punishment hereafter. Pern. And canst thou telH who gave thee to ex-ploreThe secret purposes of heavn, or taught theeTo set a bound to mercy uncontindlBut know, thou proud, perversely judging Win-chester,Howeer your hard, imperious censures portion out our lots in worlds to who with honest hearts pursue the right,And follow faithfully truths sacred sutrring here shall from their sorrows with the saints and dwell in endless peace. \_Exeunt. THE LAW OF LOMBARDY; A TRAGEDY, IN FIVE ACTS.—BY ROBERT Act v.—Scene 2. THE KINGBIRENOPALADORERINALDO CHARACTERS. ASCANIO mcio SENATORESQUIRE SHEPHERDFORESTERSPRINCESSAtlNDA ACT I. Scene I.—A Chamber in the BiRENO and Alinda. Alitida. I wonder not you sfaonid suspect meslow-In this strange office: had you but enjoind me,Shut out the sun ten times bis annual rounds,Feed all my life on pulse, or with coarse weedsObscure the little grace which natures handHas lent my outside, then, without a wherefore,(From the meek humbleness of love I bear yon,)My obedience would have Ibllowd. Bireno. Sweet that contracted brow— Alinda. But to commendTo any other woman those fond vowsI hopd to own nnpartnerd, is it lessThan to expect my tongue snbornd, should pleadAgainst the dearest interest o
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