Specimens of English dramatic poets. New ed. (2 pt. in 1 v.)W. P. Hazard, 1857 |
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... , save only of the death , To whom both man and all the world doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , PART I. 2 Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The.
... , save only of the death , To whom both man and all the world doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , PART I. 2 Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The.
Strona 2
... doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ? MARCELLA enters . Marc . Oh where is ruth ? or where is pity now ? Whither is gentle heart and mercy fled ? Are they exil'd out of our stony breasts , Never to make return ? is all ...
... doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ? MARCELLA enters . Marc . Oh where is ruth ? or where is pity now ? Whither is gentle heart and mercy fled ? Are they exil'd out of our stony breasts , Never to make return ? is all ...
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... Doth cause the mother kill her only son . Blood asketh blood , and death must death requit ; Jove by his just and everlasting doom Justly hath ever so requited it . This times before record and times to come Shall find it true , and so doth ...
... Doth cause the mother kill her only son . Blood asketh blood , and death must death requit ; Jove by his just and everlasting doom Justly hath ever so requited it . This times before record and times to come Shall find it true , and so doth ...
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... doth serve To balance those light creatures we call women ; And at the nine months ' end creeps forth to light . What is there yet in a son , To make a father doat , rave , or run mad ? Being born , it pouts , cries , and breeds teeth ...
... doth serve To balance those light creatures we call women ; And at the nine months ' end creeps forth to light . What is there yet in a son , To make a father doat , rave , or run mad ? Being born , it pouts , cries , and breeds teeth ...
Strona 7
... doth bring confusion to them all . JAQUES and PEDRO , Servants . Jaq . I wonder , Pedro , why our master thus At midnight sends us with our torches light , When man and bird and beast are all at rest , Save those that watch for rape and ...
... doth bring confusion to them all . JAQUES and PEDRO , Servants . Jaq . I wonder , Pedro , why our master thus At midnight sends us with our torches light , When man and bird and beast are all at rest , Save those that watch for rape and ...
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica Camena Carracus cheek Clor Corb court curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven hell honor hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady leave live look lord Madam methinks Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity pleasure poison poor pray Queen revenge Shakspeare shame sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself tongue TRAGEDY true twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Strona 26 - And there, in mire and puddle have I stood This ten days' space ; and lest that I should sleep, One plays continually upon a drum. They give me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distemper'd, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.
Strona 27 - Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me if I sleep I never wake; This fear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come ? Light.
Strona 36 - ... spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!
Strona 19 - I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits, Musicians, that with touching of a string May draw the pliant king which way I please: Music and poetry is his delight; Therefore I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows...
Strona 163 - They are foul anomalies, of whom we know not whence they are sprung, nor whether they have beginning or ending. As they are without human passions, so they seem to be without human relations. They come with thunder and lightning, and vanish to airy music. This is all we know of them. Except Hecate, they have no names, which heightens their mysteriousness.
Strona 162 - Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may! Titty, Tiffin, Keep it stiff in; Firedrake, Puckey, Make it lucky; Liard, Robin, You must bob in. Round, around, around, about, about! All ill come running in, all good keep out!
Strona 113 - When no breath troubles them. Believe me, boy, Care seeks out wrinkled brows and hollow eyes, And builds himself caves, to abide in them.
Strona 104 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Strona 202 - What would it pleasure me to have my throat cut With diamonds ? or to be smothered With cassia? or to be shot to death with pearls? I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exits...
Strona 64 - tis the soul of peace : Of all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him, was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit : The first true gentleman, that ever breathed.