Edgar, or the English monarch an heroick tragedy. By Mr. Thomas Rymer, servant to Their Majesties.
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Edgar, or the English monarch an heroick tragedy. By Mr. Thomas Rymer, servant to Their Majesties.
Author
Rymer, Thomas, 1641-1713.
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London :: printed for James Knapton, at the Crown in St. Pauls-Church-yard,
1693.
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Edgar, -- King of England, 943 or 4-975 -- Drama -- Early works to 1800.
Drama -- Early works to 1800.
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"Edgar, or the English monarch an heroick tragedy. By Mr. Thomas Rymer, servant to Their Majesties." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A58017.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 7, 2024.
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SCENE I. Landschap of a River, Trees, Palace, &c.
Editha.
Edith.
PRincess! a Title boading miserie;Curst in the Sex, more curst in the Degree!Our every Look makes an Affair of State,And every Sigh provokes a grave Debate.No popular Insurrections with such CareInspected, as our rising Passions are.Love, like our breath, the Will's vain power defies;Sooner the heart, then its emotions, dies.Yet we Dissembling, with a faithless Frown,Meanly severe, our secret Care disown:Though still the Darling, which our Looks detest,(Onely retir'd) lies panting in our breast.Unhappy Women —equally a prey,If sway'd, or if our Inclinations sway!
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Either with Nature, we, down th' easie stream,By Flow'rie banks, to sure Destruction swim:Or 'gainst Wind and Tide Honour doth us drawTo barren Rocks, there on lean Hopes to gnaw.These anxious thoughts, ah! whither shall I trace?I now too near the tender Secret press.I love the Stranger—this too well I know,Because I Jealous of Gunilda grow.But here she haunts me still—
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