The Fair Maid of the Exchange: A ComedyShakespeare society, 1846 - 182 Seiten |
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... kind sir ; and think myself much bound To him above , to thee that treads this ground . And for this aid , Ill ever honour thee . My honour you have sav'd — redeem'd it home— Which were't not done , by this time had been gone . Crip ...
... kind sir ; and think myself much bound To him above , to thee that treads this ground . And for this aid , Ill ever honour thee . My honour you have sav'd — redeem'd it home— Which were't not done , by this time had been gone . Crip ...
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... Kind gentleman , our fortunes you shall know . Crip . Thanks , worthy sir . May but the Cripple be Of power to gratify this courtesy ; I then shall think the heavens favour me . Phil . No more now ; for God's sake , let us hence ! Crip ...
... Kind gentleman , our fortunes you shall know . Crip . Thanks , worthy sir . May but the Cripple be Of power to gratify this courtesy ; I then shall think the heavens favour me . Phil . No more now ; for God's sake , let us hence ! Crip ...
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... earth ? Bow . I know it ; but a kind of honest blood Tilts in my loins , with wanton appetites . She bad me do a message to the Drawer , [ Exit . And I will do it . There will come a 14 THE FAIR MAID OF THE EXCHANGE .
... earth ? Bow . I know it ; but a kind of honest blood Tilts in my loins , with wanton appetites . She bad me do a message to the Drawer , [ Exit . And I will do it . There will come a 14 THE FAIR MAID OF THE EXCHANGE .
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... kind rogue , oh , tell Me where it is . Ber . At a wedding in Gracious street . Bow . Come , come away ; I long to see the man In dancing art that does more than I can . Ber . Than you , sir ? he lives not . Bow . Why , I did understand ...
... kind rogue , oh , tell Me where it is . Ber . At a wedding in Gracious street . Bow . Come , come away ; I long to see the man In dancing art that does more than I can . Ber . Than you , sir ? he lives not . Bow . Why , I did understand ...
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... kind affection . virtues are my true direction . His many By your leave , master Drawer ! what's your plea- Crip . Welcome , mistress Flower ! what's sure ? Phil . My cause of coming's not unknown to you . Here is bespoken work , which ...
... kind affection . virtues are my true direction . His many By your leave , master Drawer ! what's your plea- Crip . Welcome , mistress Flower ! what's sure ? Phil . My cause of coming's not unknown to you . Here is bespoken work , which ...
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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
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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...