Pierre Corneille
Polyeucte
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Excerpt: ... Polyeucte mark of guilt the certain end, When of the frenzied race he sees the goal, The dread of torture shall subdue his soul! Who mocked the thought of death, when death he views, Will choose an easier mate-and rightly choose. That shadowy guest, that doth his soul entice, Once master, glues all ardour into ice, And that proud heart, which never meekness knew, When face to face with Death-will learn to sue! PAUL. What! Thinkest thou his soul can ever blench? FELIX. Death's mighty flood must every furnace quench! PAUL. It might! It may!-I know such things can be! A Polyeucte changed-debased-forsworn I see! O, changeful Fortune!…
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Excerpt: ... Polyeucte mark of guilt the certain end, When of the frenzied race he sees the goal, The dread of torture shall subdue his soul! Who mocked the thought of death, when death he views, Will choose an easier mate-and rightly choose. That shadowy guest, that doth his soul entice, Once master, glues all ardour into ice, And that proud heart, which never meekness knew, When face to face with Death-will learn to sue! PAUL. What! Thinkest thou his soul can ever blench? FELIX. Death's mighty flood must every furnace quench! PAUL. It might! It may!-I know such things can be! A Polyeucte changed-debased-forsworn I see! O, changeful Fortune! changeless Polyeucte move, And grant a boon denied by father's love! FELIX. My love too plain-myself too weakly kind, Let him repent and he shall pardon find; Nearchus' sin is his,-and yet the grace He shall not win, thy Polyeucte may embrace! My duty-to a father's love betrayed Hath of thy sire a fond accomplice made; A healing balm I bring for all thy fears, I look for thanks, and lo-thou giv'st me tears! PAUL. I give no thanks-no cause for thanks I find; I know the Christian temper-know their mind, They can blaspheme, but ah, they cannot lie! They know not how to yield-but they can die! FELIX. As bird in hand, he holds his pardon still. PAUL. The bird escapes, when 'tis the owner's will. FELIX. He death escapes-if so he do elect. PAUL. He death embraces-as doth all his sect. Is't thus a father pleads for his own son? FELIX. Who wills his death is by himself undone. PAUL. He cannot see! FELIX. Because he chooses night. Who loves the darkness hateth still the light. PAUL. O, by the Gods- FELIX. Nay, daughter, save thy breath; Spurned-outraged-'tis the Gods demand his death. PAUL. They hear our prayers- FELIX. Nay, then let Polyeucte pray! PAUL. Since Decius gives thee power,-that word unsay! FELIX. He gives...
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- ISBN: 978-1-153-67855-1
- EAN: 9781153678551
- Produktnummer: 14787414
- Verlag: Books LLC, Reference Series
- Sprache: Englisch
- Erscheinungsjahr: 2013
- Seitenangabe: 28 S.
- Masse: H24.6 cm x B18.9 cm x D0.1 cm 78 g
- Abbildungen: Paperback
- Gewicht: 78
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