Great English Plays: Twenty-three Masterpieces from the Mysteries to Sheridan (excluding Shakespeare) with Three Representative Plays of the Nineteenth CenturyHarold F. Rubinstein Harper & Brothers, 1928 - 1136 Seiten |
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... kiss , and lift up the clout . What the devil is this ? He has a long snout . IST SHEPHERD : He is marked amiss . We wait ill about . 2ND SHEPHERD : Ill spun weft , I wis , aye cometh foul out ; Aye so : He is like to our sheep . 3RD ...
... kiss , and lift up the clout . What the devil is this ? He has a long snout . IST SHEPHERD : He is marked amiss . We wait ill about . 2ND SHEPHERD : Ill spun weft , I wis , aye cometh foul out ; Aye so : He is like to our sheep . 3RD ...
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... two ? That were too much . TYB Then rise we out of this place . SIR J. And kiss me then in the stead of grace ; And farewell leman and my love so dear . JOHN : Cock's body , this wax it waxeth cold 56 JOHN , TYB , AND THE CURATE.
... two ? That were too much . TYB Then rise we out of this place . SIR J. And kiss me then in the stead of grace ; And farewell leman and my love so dear . JOHN : Cock's body , this wax it waxeth cold 56 JOHN , TYB , AND THE CURATE.
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... kiss . Forthwith , Revenge , she rounded thee in th ' ear , And bad thee lead me through the gates of horn , Where dreams have passage in the silent night . No sooner had she spoke , but we were here— I wot not how - in twinkling of an ...
... kiss . Forthwith , Revenge , she rounded thee in th ' ear , And bad thee lead me through the gates of horn , Where dreams have passage in the silent night . No sooner had she spoke , but we were here— I wot not how - in twinkling of an ...
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... kiss , I'll countercheck thy kiss : Be this our warring peace , or peaceful war . HOR . But , gracious madam , then appoint the field , Where trial of this war shall first be made . BAL .: Ambitious villain , how his boldness grows ...
... kiss , I'll countercheck thy kiss : Be this our warring peace , or peaceful war . HOR . But , gracious madam , then appoint the field , Where trial of this war shall first be made . BAL .: Ambitious villain , how his boldness grows ...
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... kiss at thee . HOR . Thus I retort the dart thou threw'st at me . BEL .: Nay , then to gain the glory of the field , : My twining arms shall yoke and make thee yield . HOR .: Nay , then my arms are large and strong withal : Thus elms by ...
... kiss at thee . HOR . Thus I retort the dart thou threw'st at me . BEL .: Nay , then to gain the glory of the field , : My twining arms shall yoke and make thee yield . HOR .: Nay , then my arms are large and strong withal : Thus elms by ...
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3RD SHEPHERD AMIN art thou BELV Belvidera blood BRACHIANO BRAZ brother captain CLEON Cleora CLER dare DAUP dear death devil DIPH DIPHILUS dost DUKE Enter EVAD Evadne EVERYMAN Exeunt Exit EYRE FAIN fair faith father Faustus fear fellow FIRK FLAMINEO fortune FRANCISCO FRED Gaveston gentlemen give HAMMON hand hath hear heart heaven Hieronimo honour hope ISAB JAFF John Daw king kiss KITE LA-F LADY F LEOST Leosthenes live LODOVICO look LORD MAYOR madam MADEM MARLOW married master Master Doctor Mephistophilis MIRA Mirabell MISS HARD mistress MONTICELSO Mortimer ne'er never night noble on't pardon PIERR PLUME pray Re-enter SCENE servant SILV SIR OLIV SIR PET soul speak sure sweet sword tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast TIMAG TONY TRUE twill VITTORIA WATCHALL what's wife woman
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Seite 169 - O I'll leap up to my God: who pulls me down? See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah my Christ!
Seite 681 - 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 robb'd) 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 389 - 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 148 - Why this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? O Faustus! leave these frivolous demands, Which strike a terror to my fainting soul.
Seite 289 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art : They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Seite 170 - O, no end is limited to damned souls. Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or, why is this immortal that thou hast? Ah, Pythagoras' metempsychosis, were that true, This soul should fly from me, and I be changed Unto some brutish beast.
Seite 144 - How am I glutted with conceit of this! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely délicates; I'll have them read me strange philosophy And tell the secrets of all foreign kings...
Seite 172 - 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 the antic hay. Sometime a lovely boy...
Seite 401 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Seite 959 - Here, let one of my servants come up. (To him.) My positive directions were, that as I did not drink myself, they should make up for my deficiencies below. Hard. Then they had your orders for what they do!