Alcibiades; A Tragedy

Alcibiades; A Tragedy

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1735 edition. Excerpt: ...stol'n Happiness. Extent. ACT ACT IV. SCENE I. Alcibiadfis solus. AETTNDER what fatal Planet was I born! J Sure at my Birth the Heav'ns themselves did Disjointed Nature did her Course forbear, mourn; And held within her Womb a civil War.. I who but now did Fame and Conquest bring, And added to the Glories of a King, Must fee my Trophies all thrown down again, By the base Passions of a lustful Queen! Why was not I born to a common Fate? Free from the glorious Troubles of the Great: So in some humble Cell my Years have spent, Blest with a private peaceable Content. The vulgar Mortal feels not Fortune's harms; The highest Structures still are lhook with Storms. See too, Ihe's here; what shaH I do or speak? Fate has beset me, and I've ho way to take. Enter Queen and Ardella. Queen. My Lord, you something discompos'd appear; Surely there's nothing that can fright you here. Ale. Majesty, Madam, is a thing divine. Queen If that disturb you, Sir, I'll lay by mine. Methinks I apprehend a greater Pride, To view the Man whose Glories spread so wide. Alt. Madam, you on 'em set too high a Price. Queen. Perhaps I see not, Sir, with commci Eyes; They best of Honour judge that Honour have, I find a Secret in me fays y'are brave; You need 'not, Sir, unfold it, you can guess. "I Ale. How craftily she would her Lust express, V And set her Ills off with a winning Dress! 3 What's 40 Alcibiades. What's to be done, which way lhall I conclude? I must abuse my King, or must be rude. I cannot speak. Queen. My Lord, let's fit a while; Won't you vouchsafe your Vifitant a Smile i Ale. Smiles, Madam, were too insolent a Joy. Queen. Fy! put these formal Compliments away. Ardella, fing that Song I heard to-day. S O KG. I. the brightest Goddess of the Sly, How..show more

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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 64g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236866916
  • 9781236866912