Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare: with NotesLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 - 484 Includes selections, in verse, from plays by dramatists other than Shakespeare. |
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Strona 30
... faith , But malice , falsehood , and excessive pride , Which methinks fits not their profession . Haply some hapless man hath conscience , And for his conscience lives in beggary . They They say we are a scatter'd nation : I cannot 30 ...
... faith , But malice , falsehood , and excessive pride , Which methinks fits not their profession . Haply some hapless man hath conscience , And for his conscience lives in beggary . They They say we are a scatter'd nation : I cannot 30 ...
Strona 31
... faith . There's Kirriah Jairim , the great Jew of Greece , Obed in Bairseth , Nones in Portugal , Myself in Malta , some in Italy , Many in France , and wealthy every one : Aye , wealthier far than any Christian . I must confess , we ...
... faith . There's Kirriah Jairim , the great Jew of Greece , Obed in Bairseth , Nones in Portugal , Myself in Malta , some in Italy , Many in France , and wealthy every one : Aye , wealthier far than any Christian . I must confess , we ...
Strona 41
... faith to him whose only friendship's worth A world of women . He is such a one , Thou canst not live without his good , He is and was ever as thine own heart's blood . [ Maria beckons him from the window . ' Sfoot , see , she beckons me ...
... faith to him whose only friendship's worth A world of women . He is such a one , Thou canst not live without his good , He is and was ever as thine own heart's blood . [ Maria beckons him from the window . ' Sfoot , see , she beckons me ...
Strona 42
... faith I have so often tried ; even now , Seeing thee come to that most honour'd end , Through all the dangers which black night presents , For to convey me hence and marry me . [ they go in . ] Enter Carracus , to his appointment . Car ...
... faith I have so often tried ; even now , Seeing thee come to that most honour'd end , Through all the dangers which black night presents , For to convey me hence and marry me . [ they go in . ] Enter Carracus , to his appointment . Car ...
Strona 44
... faith- ful friend ! Robb'd him of what's more precious than his blood , His earthly heaven , the unspotted honour Of his soul - joying mistress ! the fruition of whose bed I yet am warm of ; whilst dear Carracus Wanders this cold night ...
... faith- ful friend ! Robb'd him of what's more precious than his blood , His earthly heaven , the unspotted honour Of his soul - joying mistress ! the fruition of whose bed I yet am warm of ; whilst dear Carracus Wanders this cold night ...
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Camena Carracus 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 Hecate hell honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady live look lord lov'd Madam methinks Mont Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity poor pray prison Queen revenge Shakspeare shame shew sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee there's thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself TRAGEDY twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Strona 231 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole, To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm, And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
Strona 36 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving 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!
Strona 38 - Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Strona 371 - Here be grapes, whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good, Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus ; nuts more brown Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them...
Strona 24 - I might ! but heavens and earth conspire To make me miserable ! Here receive my crown ; Receive it ? no, these innocent hands of mine Shall not be guilty of so foul a crime.
Strona 205 - And I did vow never to part with it But to my second husband. Ant. You have parted with it now. Duch. Yes, to help your eye-sight. Ant. You have made me stark blind. Duch. How? Ant. There is a saucy and ambitious devil Is dancing in this circle.
Strona 354 - And thou shalt find her honourable, boy ! Full of regard unto thy tender youth, For thine own modesty ; and for my sake, Apter to give, than thou wilt be to ask, ay ! or deserve. Bell. Sir ! you did take me up when I was nothing, And only yet am something by being yours...
Strona 35 - Ah, my God, I would weep, but the Devil draws in my tears. Gush forth blood instead of tears ! Yea, life and soul ! Oh, he stays my tongue ! I would lift up my hands, but see, they hold them, they hold them ! All.
Strona 214 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
Strona 36 - Stand still, you ever-moving 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!