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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... falling to a devilish exercise , And glutted now with Learning's golden gifts , He surfeits on the cursed necromancy . Nothing so sweet as magic is to him , Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss : Faustus in his study , runs ...
... falling to a devilish exercise , And glutted now with Learning's golden gifts , He surfeits on the cursed necromancy . Nothing so sweet as magic is to him , Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss : Faustus in his study , runs ...
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... fall on me , And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven . No ? then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape earth . O no , it will not harbour me . You stars that reign'd at my nativity , Whose influence have allotted death and hell ...
... fall on me , And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven . No ? then will I headlong run into the earth : Gape earth . O no , it will not harbour me . You stars that reign'd at my nativity , Whose influence have allotted death and hell ...
Sida 39
... fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found . Thunder , and enter the devils . O mercy heaven , look not so fierce on me . Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile : Ugly hell gape not ; come not Lucifer : I'll burn my books : Oh ...
... fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found . Thunder , and enter the devils . O mercy heaven , look not so fierce on me . Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile : Ugly hell gape not ; come not Lucifer : I'll burn my books : Oh ...
Sida 40
... fall , Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things : Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practice more than heavenly power permits . * * The growing horrors of Faustus are awfully marked by ...
... fall , Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things : Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practice more than heavenly power permits . * * The growing horrors of Faustus are awfully marked by ...
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... fall'n into a slumber On some bank hereabouts ; I will call him . Friend , Albert , Albert . Alb . Whate'er you are ... falling , Carracus . ( she descends . Car . Come fair Maria , the troubles of this night Are as fore - runners to ...
... fall'n into a slumber On some bank hereabouts ; I will call him . Friend , Albert , Albert . Alb . Whate'er you are ... falling , Carracus . ( she descends . Car . Come fair Maria , the troubles of this night Are as fore - runners to ...
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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!