Colley Cibber Quotes

Perish that thought! No, never be it saidThat Fate itself could awe the soul of Richard.Hence, babbling dreams! you threaten here in vain!Conscience, avaunt! Richard ’s himself again!Hark! the shrill trumpet sounds to horse! away!My soul ’s in arms, and eager for the fray.
Colley Cibber
Colley Cibber

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