The Fair Maid of the Exchange: A ComedyShakespeare society, 1846 - 182 Seiten |
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... never be done . Mr. Sheridan Knowles's " Hunchback " is a father , and not a lover ; and even the dramatist before us has not dared to let his deformed Cripple accept the offered love of the heroine ; and this at the expense of ...
... never be done . Mr. Sheridan Knowles's " Hunchback " is a father , and not a lover ; and even the dramatist before us has not dared to let his deformed Cripple accept the offered love of the heroine ; and this at the expense of ...
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... never breedeth harms . Scar . Brave resolution ! I am proud to see So sweet a graft upon a wormwood tree , Whose juice is gall , but yet the fruit most rare . Who rocks the tree , if that the fruit be fair ? Therefore , resolve , if we ...
... never breedeth harms . Scar . Brave resolution ! I am proud to see So sweet a graft upon a wormwood tree , Whose juice is gall , but yet the fruit most rare . Who rocks the tree , if that the fruit be fair ? Therefore , resolve , if we ...
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... never at home . Good morrow , sweetheart ! tell me how thou dost I Moll . Upon what acquaintance ? Bow . That's all one . Once , I love thee . Give me thy hand , and say Amen ! Moll . Hands off , sir knave ; and wear it for a favour ...
... never at home . Good morrow , sweetheart ! tell me how thou dost I Moll . Upon what acquaintance ? Bow . That's all one . Once , I love thee . Give me thy hand , and say Amen ! Moll . Hands off , sir knave ; and wear it for a favour ...
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... never be otherwise ? Still , still a hunting , every day wenching ? Bow . Faith , sir , the modest behaviour of this gentlewoman hath insinuated my company . Moll . Lord ! how eloquence flows in this gentleman ! Bow . Faith , I shall ...
... never be otherwise ? Still , still a hunting , every day wenching ? Bow . Faith , sir , the modest behaviour of this gentlewoman hath insinuated my company . Moll . Lord ! how eloquence flows in this gentleman ! Bow . Faith , I shall ...
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... never made you promise ; did I , pray ? Bow . All in good time ; you will do ; else you lie ; Will you not ? Moll . No , forsooth , not I. Bow . Bernard , she gulls me still . Ber . " Pis but your mis - conceit . Try her again . You ...
... never made you promise ; did I , pray ? Bow . All in good time ; you will do ; else you lie ; Will you not ? Moll . No , forsooth , not I. Bow . Bernard , she gulls me still . Ber . " Pis but your mis - conceit . Try her again . You ...
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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...