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... can in speech both rule and conquer kind * , Who , if by proof they might feel
nature's force , Would shew themselves men as they are indeed , Which now will
needs be gods : but what doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ?
... can in speech both rule and conquer kind * , Who , if by proof they might feel
nature's force , Would shew themselves men as they are indeed , Which now will
needs be gods : but what doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ?
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When greedy lust in royal seat to reign Hath reft all care of gods and eke of men ;
And cruel heart , wrath , treason , and ... When blood thus shed doth stain this
heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even
...
When greedy lust in royal seat to reign Hath reft all care of gods and eke of men ;
And cruel heart , wrath , treason , and ... When blood thus shed doth stain this
heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even
...
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Light me your torches at the mid of noon , When as the sun god rides in all his
glory ; Light me your torches then . Ped . Then we burn day light . Hier . Let it be
burnt ; night is a murd'rous slut , That would not have her treasons to be seen :
And ...
Light me your torches at the mid of noon , When as the sun god rides in all his
glory ; Light me your torches then . Ped . Then we burn day light . Hier . Let it be
burnt ; night is a murd'rous slut , That would not have her treasons to be seen :
And ...
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God's will that I should set this tree ! but even so Masters ungrateful servants rear
from nought , And then they hate them that did bring them up . you , sir , The
Painter enters . Pain . God bless Hier . Wherefore ? why , thou scornful villain ?
God's will that I should set this tree ! but even so Masters ungrateful servants rear
from nought , And then they hate them that did bring them up . you , sir , The
Painter enters . Pain . God bless Hier . Wherefore ? why , thou scornful villain ?
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I tell thee , God hath engross'd all justice in his hands , And there is none but
what comes from him . Pain . O then I see that God must right me for my murder'd
son . Hier . How , was thy son murder'd ? Pain . Ay , sir , no man did hold a son so
...
I tell thee , God hath engross'd all justice in his hands , And there is none but
what comes from him . Pain . O then I see that God must right me for my murder'd
son . Hier . How , was thy son murder'd ? Pain . Ay , sir , no man did hold a son so
...
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Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare ... Charles Lamb Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1907 |
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Seite 33 - Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep I never wake ; This fear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come? Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, come. Enter Matrevis and Gurney. Edw. I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul.
Seite 245 - 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.
Seite 97 - There is no danger to a man that knows What life and death is; there's not any law Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful That he should stoop to any other law.
Seite 45 - O, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. (Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean- — ne'er be found.
Seite 39 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command. Emperors and kings Are but...
Seite 44 - 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!
Seite 363 - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by...
Seite iv - 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...
Seite 24 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows ; And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
Seite 29 - But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day? My nobles rule, I bear the name of king; I wear the crown, but am...