The Fair Maid of the Exchange: A ComedyShakespeare society, 1846 - 182 Seiten |
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... hope you know me . Phil . That's a question . Frank . Well , if you do not , you shall before I stir . Know you yonder lump of melancholy , Yonder bundle of sighs , yonder wad of groans ? The same and I were chickens of one brood , And ...
... hope you know me . Phil . That's a question . Frank . Well , if you do not , you shall before I stir . Know you yonder lump of melancholy , Yonder bundle of sighs , yonder wad of groans ? The same and I were chickens of one brood , And ...
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... hope ? In love ? let me examine myself . Who should I love ? who did I last converse with ? with Phillis . Why should I love Phillis ? Is she fair ? faith , so so . Her forehead is pretty , somewhat resembling the forehead of the sign ...
... hope ? In love ? let me examine myself . Who should I love ? who did I last converse with ? with Phillis . Why should I love Phillis ? Is she fair ? faith , so so . Her forehead is pretty , somewhat resembling the forehead of the sign ...
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... hope the fiddle must have some rest , as well as the fiddle - stick . Well , Crowd , what say you to Fiddle now ? Flow . Fiddle , it is a very good conceit . Fid . It is , indeed , master . Flow . What dost thou mean ? Fid . To go to ...
... hope the fiddle must have some rest , as well as the fiddle - stick . Well , Crowd , what say you to Fiddle now ? Flow . Fiddle , it is a very good conceit . Fid . It is , indeed , master . Flow . What dost thou mean ? Fid . To go to ...
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... ; That brother too he hath incenst my love , To gain the beauty of my dearest love ; What hope remains , then , to enjoy my love ? [ Exit . Anth . I am that brother rival in his love 36 THE FAIR MAID OF THE EXCHANGE .
... ; That brother too he hath incenst my love , To gain the beauty of my dearest love ; What hope remains , then , to enjoy my love ? [ Exit . Anth . I am that brother rival in his love 36 THE FAIR MAID OF THE EXCHANGE .
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... hope well , as they do . Neither of them know that I love the maid , Yet by this hand I am half mad for love . I know not well what love is ; but ' tis sure , I'll die if I have her not . Therefore , Good brothers mine , beguile you one ...
... hope well , as they do . Neither of them know that I love the maid , Yet by this hand I am half mad for love . I know not well what love is ; but ' tis sure , I'll die if I have her not . Therefore , Good brothers mine , beguile you one ...
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Anth Anthony BARRON FIELD Bernard Birth of Merlin BOBBINGTON brother Charles Lamb Clin Clown conceit Crip Cripple Cuthbert Tunstal daughter dear dost thou doth Enter PHILLIS Exeunt Exit eyes Fair Maid falling bands Farewell father Ferd Ferdinand Fiddle Flow fortunes Frank gallant gentleman give hand hath heart Heav'n hence here's honest husband i'faith John kind leave letter marry Master Berry Master Bowdler Master Flower mean Merch methinks mistress Moll Berry never night Old Har Old Hard Phil PHILIP pirates pity poor porter pound pray prithee Purs PURSUIVANT Rains SCENE Shakespeare ship sirrah soul speak SUSAN sweet tell thee thine THOMAS HEYWOOD thou art thou shalt Trusty John unto wench what's wife WILLIAM AYRTON William Rowley wilt win my love word Young FORREST your's
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 93 - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Seite 93 - Phoebus' lodging ; such a waggoner As Phaeton would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately. — Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night ! That rude day's eyes may wink, and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalk'd of and unseen. — Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties : or if love be blind, It best agrees with night. — Come...
Seite 35 - Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so; See that your notes strain not too low: For still, methinks, I see her frown ' Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tune your voices' harmony, And sing, I am her lover; Strain loud and sweet, that every note With sweet content may move her. And she that hath the sweetest voice, Tell her I will not change my choice ; Yet still, methinks, I see her frown Ye pretty wantons, warble.
Seite viii - Othello's mind in his colour, — whether he did not find something extremely revolting in the courtship and wedded caresses of Othello and Desdemona, and whether the actual sight of the thing did not overweigh all that beautiful compromise which we make in reading. And the reason it should do so is obvious, — because there is just so much reality presented to our senses as to give a perception of disagreement...
Seite 35 - Go, pretty birds, about her bower ; Sing, pretty birds, she may not lower ; Ah, me ! methinks I see her frown ! Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tell her, through your chirping bills, As you by me are bidden, To her is only known my love, Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so ; See that your notes strain not too low, 96 For still, methinks, I see her frown. Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tune your voices...
Seite viii - Othello's colour in his mind. But upon the stage, when the imagination is no longer the ruling faculty, but we are left to our poor unassisted senses, I appeal to every one that has seen Othello...
Seite 93 - You, my lord, To your colleague, and be you sure to hold him With long narration of the new fresh favours, Meant to Sejanus, his great patron ; I, With trusted Laco, here, are for the guards : Then to divide. For night hath many eyes, Whereof, though most do sleep, yet some are spies.
Seite 10 - Hark, hark ! I hear his father's voice below. Ten to one he is come to fetch him home to supper : and now he may carry him homo to his grave.
Seite 50 - In the next room with a calf's head and brimstone, And over-hear their talk, observe their humours, Collect their jests, put them into a play, And tire them too with payment to behold What I have filch'd from them. This I could do. But...