Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare: with NotesLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 - 484 sidor Includes selections, in verse, from plays by dramatists other than Shakespeare. |
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... Madam 420 New Way to Pay Old Debts 424 • Picture 427 Very Woman 431 • Parliament of Love 433 Unnatural Combat 437 PHILIP MASSINGER AND THOMAS DECKER . Virgin Martyr · 440 PHILIP MASSinger and NATHANIEL FIELD . Fatal Dowry 442 PHILIP ...
... Madam 420 New Way to Pay Old Debts 424 • Picture 427 Very Woman 431 • Parliament of Love 433 Unnatural Combat 437 PHILIP MASSINGER AND THOMAS DECKER . Virgin Martyr · 440 PHILIP MASSinger and NATHANIEL FIELD . Fatal Dowry 442 PHILIP ...
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... Madam ( alas ) what means your woful tale ? Marc . O silly woman I , why to this hour Have kind and fortune thus deferr'd my breath , That I should live to see this doleful day ? Will ever wight believe that such hard heart Could rest ...
... Madam ( alas ) what means your woful tale ? Marc . O silly woman I , why to this hour Have kind and fortune thus deferr'd my breath , That I should live to see this doleful day ? Will ever wight believe that such hard heart Could rest ...
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... Madam , alas , in vain these plaints are shed . Rather with me depart , and help to asswage The thoughtful griefs , that in the aged king Must needs by nature grow , by death of this His only son , whom he did hold so dear . Marc . What ...
... Madam , alas , in vain these plaints are shed . Rather with me depart , and help to asswage The thoughtful griefs , that in the aged king Must needs by nature grow , by death of this His only son , whom he did hold so dear . Marc . What ...
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... ? Isa . What wouldst thou have , good fellow ? Pain . Justice , madam . Hier . O ambitious beggar , wouldst thou have that That lives not in the world ? Why , Why , all the undelved mines cannot buy An ounce SPANISH TRAGEDY .
... ? Isa . What wouldst thou have , good fellow ? Pain . Justice , madam . Hier . O ambitious beggar , wouldst thou have that That lives not in the world ? Why , Why , all the undelved mines cannot buy An ounce SPANISH TRAGEDY .
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... Madam , tie up your hair . Isabella . O these golden nets , That have insnared so many wanton youths ! Not one , but has been held a thread of life , And superstitiously depended on . What else ? [ Exit . Executioner . Madam , I must ...
... Madam , tie up your hair . Isabella . O these golden nets , That have insnared so many wanton youths ! Not one , but has been held a thread of life , And superstitiously depended on . What else ? [ Exit . Executioner . Madam , I must ...
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Specimens of English Dramatic Poets, who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare Charles Lamb Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1857 |
Specimens of English Dramatic Poets, who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare ... Charles Lamb Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1848 |
Specimens of English dramatic poets, who lived about the time of Shakespeare Charles Lamb Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1860 |
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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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Sida 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.
Sida 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!
Sida 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.
Sida 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...
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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...
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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!