Thomas Dekker

Vizetelly, 1887 - 473 Seiten

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Seite 178 - tis the soul of peace : Of all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him, was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit : The first true gentleman, that ever breathed.
Seite ii - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Seite 39 - Hodge, heave up thine ears ; mistress, smug up 3 your looks ; on with your best apparel ; my master is chosen, my master is called, nay, condemned by the cry of the country to be sheriff of the city for this famous year now to come. And time now being, a great many men in black gowns were asked for their voices and their hands' 1 Serve me, and I'll serve thee.
Seite 48 - I love you as a husband loves a wife ; That, and no other love, my love requires. Thy wealth, I know, is little; my desires Thirst not for gold. Sweet, beauteous Jane, what's mine Shall, if thou make myself thine, all be thine.
Seite 44 - Eyre. O my lord mayor, a crew of good fellows that for love to your honour are come hither with a morrisdance. Come in, my Mesopotamians, cheerily. Enter HODGE, HANS, RALPH, FIRK, and other Shoemakers, in a morris ; after a little dancing the LORD MAYOR speaks. L. Mayor. Master Eyre, are all these shoemakers ? Eyre. All cordwainers, my good lord mayor. Rose. (Aside.) How like my Lacy looks yond
Seite 372 - The Witch of Edmonton, a known true story. Composed into a tragi-comedy by divers well-esteemed Poets; William Rowley, Thomas Dekker, John Ford, &c. Acted by the Princes Servants, often at the Cock-Pit in Drury-Lane, once at Court, with singular Applause.
Seite 139 - tis read ; False colours last after the true be dead. Of all the roses grafted on her cheeks, Of all the graces dancing in her eyes, Of all the music set upon her tongue, Of all that was past woman's excellence In her white bosom ; look, a painted board Circumscribes all...
Seite 43 - But O, I spy the cuckoo, the cuckoo, the cuckoo; See where she sitteth: come away, my joy; Come away, I prithee: I do not like the cuckoo Should sing where my Peggy and I kiss and toy.
Seite 396 - And hated like a sickness : made a scorn To all degrees and sexes. I have heard old beldams Talk of Familiars in the shape of mice, Rats, ferrets, weasels, and I wot not what, That have appear'd ; and suck'd, some say, their blood.
Seite 5 - My lord mayor, you have sundry times Feasted myself and many courtiers more ; Seldom or never can we be so kind To make requital of your courtesy. But leaving this, I hear my cousin Lacy Is much affected to * your daughter Rose.

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