. 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. or thy sake, no rival elseShall eer possess my heart. My father, too,Consents to this my vow. My vital flame t There, like a taper on the holy altar,Shall waste away ; till heavn, relenting, hearsIncessant prayers for thee and for myself,And wing my soul to meet with thiiie in bliss*For in that thought I tind a sudden if inspird, springs in my breast, and tel
. 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. or thy sake, no rival elseShall eer possess my heart. My father, too,Consents to this my vow. My vital flame t There, like a taper on the holy altar,Shall waste away ; till heavn, relenting, hearsIncessant prayers for thee and for myself,And wing my soul to meet with thiiie in bliss*For in that thought I tind a sudden if inspird, springs in my breast, and tells meThat ray repenting frailty is forgivn,And we shall meet again, to part no more. Pho, (Plucks out the arrow.) Then all is done—twas the last pang—at length—Ive given up thee, and the world now is—nothing. (Pies.) Eum. Oh ! Phocyas, Phocyas !Alas ! he hears not now, nor sees my sorrows!Yet will I mourn for thee, thou gallant youth!As for a son—so let me call thee now. ) A much-wrongd friend, and an unhappy hero!A fruitless zeal, yet all I now can shew; j Tears vainly flow for errors learnd too late, j When timely caution should prevent our fate. [^Exeunt. TAMERLANE; A TRAGEDY, IN FIVE ACTS.—BY NICHOLAS Act I.—Sceue 1. PRINCE OF TANAISTAMERLANEBAJAZETAXALLA MONESES CHARACTERS. STRATOCLES OMAR MIRVAN ZAMA HALY DERVISE GUARDS ATTENDANTS SELIMA ARPASIA ACT I. Scene I.—Before Tamerlanes Tent. TA« Prince o/Tanais, Zama, and Mirvan, dis-covered. Prince. Hail to the sun 1 from whose returninglightThe cheerful soldiers arms new lustre take,To deck the pomp of battle. Oh! my friends,Was ever such a glorious face of war?See, from this height, how all Galatias plainsWith nations numberless are coverd o er !Who, like a deluge, hide the face of earth,And leave no object in the vast horizon,Bat glittriiig arms and skies. Zama. Our Asian worldFrom this important day expects a lord;This daj they hope an end of all their tyranny, of bondage, and
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