Old English plays [ed. by C. W. Dilke].

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Seite 283 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Seite 248 - I : my soul Was never ground into such oily colours, To flatter vice, and daub iniquity : But, with an armed and resolved hand, I'll strip the ragged follies of the time Naked as at their birth Cor.
Seite 235 - bout the soul of man ; The more I learnt, the more I learnt to doubt. Delight my spaniel slept, whilst I baus'd leaves, Toss'd o'er the dunces, pored on the old print Of titled words : and still my spaniel slept. Whilst I wasted lamp-oil, baited my flesh, Shrunk up my veins : and still my spaniel slept.
Seite 349 - Why did you think that you had Gyges' ring, dantly; he begs suits with signs, gives thanks with signs, puts off his hat leisurely, maintains his beard learnedly, keeps his lust privately, makes a nodding leg courtly, and lives happily.
Seite 236 - t had free will Or no, hot philosophers Stood banding factions, all so strongly propt, I...
Seite 133 - That ever ravished the ear of wonder. By your sweet self, than whom I know not a more exquisite, illustrate, accomplished, pure, respected, adored, observed, precious, real, magnanimous, bounteous — if you have an idle rich cast jerkin, or so, it shall not be...
Seite 27 - Favil. I cry your matronship mercy. Because your pantables be higher with cork, therefore your feet must needs be higher in the insteps; you will be mine elder because you stand upon a stool, and I on the floor.
Seite 97 - Bagoa, a bots upon thee ! Cynth. Come, my lords, let us in. You, Gyptes and Pythagoras, if you cannot content yourselves in our court, to fall from vain follies of philosophers to such virtues as are here practised, you shall be entertained according to your deserts : for Cynthia is no stepmother to strangers. Pyth. I had rather in Cynthia's court spend ten years, than in Greece one hour.
Seite 145 - Lucio, choke that breath. Now I defy chance. Fortune's brow hath frown'd, Even to the utmost wrinkle it can bend : Her venom's spit. Alas ! what country...
Seite 39 - Eumenides, if either the soothsayers in Egypt, or the enchanters in Thessaly, or the philosophers in Greece, or all the sages of the world, can find remedy, I will procure it; therefore dispatch with all speed: you, Eumenides, into Thessaly: You, Zontes, into Greece (because you are acquainted in Athens). You, Pantalion, to Egypt, saying that Cynthia sendeth, and if you will, commandeth.

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