This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...on your feet, and bless you for this goodness; Oh! 't is too much for this offending wretch, This paricide, that murders with her crimes, Shortens her father's age, and cuts him off, E'er little more than half his years be number'd. 130 Set. YWou'd it were otherwise!--but thou 1 must die.--Cal. 1 That I must ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...on your feet, and bless you for this goodness; Oh! 't is too much for this offending wretch, This paricide, that murders with her crimes, Shortens her father's age, and cuts him off, E'er little more than half his years be number'd. 130 Set. YWou'd it were otherwise!--but thou 1 must die.--Cal. 1 That I must die! it is my only comfort; Death is the privilege of human nature, And life without it were not worth our taking; Thither the poor, the pris'ner, and the mourner, 135 Fly for relief, and lay their burthens down. Come then, and take me now to thy cold arms, 135-136 Thither... down. F omits. Thou meagre shade; here let me breathe my last, Charm'd with my father's pity and forgiveness More than if angels tun'd their golden viols, 140 And sung a requiem to my parting soul. Set. I am summon'd hence; e'er this my friends expect me. There is I know not what of sad presage That tells me, I shall never see thee more; If it be so, this is our last farewel, 145 And these the parting pangs which nature feels When anguish rends the heart-strings--Oh! my daughter. Exit Sciolto. Cal. Now think thou, curst Calista, now behold The desolation, horror, blood, and ruin, Thy crimes and fatal folly spread around, 150 That loudly cry for vengeance on thy head; Yet heav'n, who knows our weak, imperfect natures, How blind with passions, and how prone to evil, Makes not too strict enquiry for offences, But is aton'd by penitence and pray'r. 155 141 parting soul. After this F inserts: Enter a gentleman, and signs to Sciolto, who dismisses him. 142 lam. F, I'm. e'er this my friends. F, my assembled friends. 151-158 That loudly... pollution. F omits. Cheap recompence! here 't wou'd not be re-ceiv'd, Nothing but blood can make the expiation, And cleanse the soul from...
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