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QUEEN. Do I interpret rightly? Still you hope? Dare you hope on, when all is lost forever? CARLOS. I look on naught as lost except the dead. QUEEN. For me your mother, do you dare to hope? And yet why not? A new elected monarch Can do far more make bonfires of the laws His father left o'erthrow his monuments Nay, more than this for what shall hinder him?
Short while thereafter was the bird of Jove Resolved to speak, though dismal it should prove; Yet was afraid, when he saw them in ire, They should o'erthrow quite flat down dead th' empire. He rather choosed the fire from heaven to steal, To boats where were red herrings put to sale; Than to be calm 'gainst those, who strive to brave us, And to the Massorets' fond words enslave us.
She shall o'erthrow this haughty Burgundy, Betrayer of the kingdom; Talbot, too, The hundred-handed, heaven-defying scourge; This Salisbury, who violates our fanes, And all these island robbers shall she drive Before her like a flock of timid lambs.
Will you wait Till in blind fury they o'erthrow the tower, And we beneath its towers are destroyed? Protect her here you cannot. Give her up! LIONEL. Let them storm on. In fury let them rage! Firm is this castle, and beneath its ruins I will be buried ere I yield to them. Johanna, answer me! only be mine, And I will shield thee 'gainst a world in arms. ISABEL. Are you a man?
In all earth's realms so fair, It hath been my lot to know but one, Who with mighty Caesar could compare; And of yore thou called'st him thy son. None but Caesar could a Rome o'erthrow, Brutus only made great Caesar fear; Where lives Brutus, Caesar's blood must flow; If thy path lies yonder, mine is here. From Wallenstein's Camp, scene 1. How sweet the wild sound Of drum and of fife!
Then comes a frank and merry knave, And spreads it through the land: "Tell them that thou on Carthage's grave Hast seen great Marius stand!" Thus speaks the son of Rome with pride, Still mighty in his fall; He is a man, and naught beside, Before him tremble all. His grandsons afterwards began Their portions to o'erthrow, And thought it well that every man Should learn with grace to crow.
When the Navy meets the Army, When the friend becomes the foe, When the sailor and the soldier Seek each other to o'erthrow; When old vet'rans, gray and grizzled, Elbow, struggle, push, and shove, That they may cheer on to vict'ry Each the service of his love; When the maiden, fair and dainty, Lets her dignity depart, And, all breathless, does her utmost For the team that's next her heart; When you see these strange things happen, Then we pray you to recall That the Army and Navy Stand firm friends beneath it all.
TALBOT. In vain! The day of destiny is come, Which will o'erthrow the English power in France. In desperate combat I have vainly risked The remnant of our force to ward it off. Struck by the thunderbolt I prostrate lie, Never to rise again. Rheims now is lost, Hasten to succor Paris! LIONEL. Paris is with the Dauphin reconciled; A courier even now has brought the news.
"Sun riseth sheen from her brilliant brow, * And her cheek shows the rosiest afterglow: And when both appear to the looker-on, * The skyline star ne'er for shame will show: An the leven flash from those smiling lips, * Morn breaks and the rays dusk and gloom o'erthrow. The full moon borrows a part of her charms; * The sun would rival but fails his lowe.
But these great thoughts were interrupted by unhappy news from Sparta; Epicydidas is from thence sent to remand him home, to assist his own country, which was then involved in a great war; Greece to herself doth a barbarian grow, Others could not, she doth herself o'erthrow.
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