Honoria and Mammon. Chabot, Admiral of France. the Arcadia. the Triumph of Peace. a Contention for Honour and Riches. Cupid and Death. the Contention of Ajax and Ulysses & C. Poems

Honoria and Mammon. Chabot, Admiral of France. the Arcadia. the Triumph of Peace. a Contention for Honour and Riches. Cupid and Death. the Contention of Ajax and Ulysses & C. Poems

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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. 1833 edition. Excerpt: ...How'!./Ilus. Ofa more hateful vice, ingratitude. Is this the payment for our services, Which once thy tongue acknovledg'd had deserv'd_ Statues to the eternal memory-Of the preservers of your king and country'! Is all the valour of this young man cancell'd, VVhen rebels had advanc'd their daring swords High as the throat of your old king, his wife _ And trembling daughters'! Is the time forgotten, -When Wild beasts had prepar'd their riotous maws To bury the dear pledges of your kingdom'! Oh where had been my treason or his rape, Had they been then devour'd! The ground has not Drunk up-the blood so perfectly, but there Remains a colour, to teach impious men ' T 0 blush for their ingratitude. Have we Been careless of our lives, to preserve The king when-danger threaten'd horror to him, And can a temperate man imagine we Should be his'murderers'! we had not sav'd, To be ourselves the hangmen. But I'm charg'd For stealing of your princess; can your breaths Acknowledge her your sovereign, and allow No faith to what she says'! you have degraded My blood from honour, and unless you make me Less than her subject, I was bound to obey When she commanded I should wait upon her. But you'll object I counsell'd her; I did, Andjustify the act: she was confin'd Too narrowly, and I durst lead her to A throne, above the majesty her birth Can challenge in Arcadia; love, whose force The gods have not resisted, may plead for me. Euar. Is this all'! Mus. Though it want method, 'tis enough to vin dicate My honour from his base aspersion. Euar. To him, you call Dametas. Dame. Not guilty, my lord! as I hope to be saved, not guilty! Philan....show more

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  • Paperback | 128 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 7mm | 240g
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  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236986733
  • 9781236986733