The Ancient British Drama ...Walter Scott W. Miller, 1810 |
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Strana 9
... Thou , by thy travayle , thynkest heven to gete ; [ To the Palmer . And thou by pardons and reliques countest no let ,? [ To the Pardoner . 74 To sende thyne owne soule to heven sure , And all other whome thou lyste to procure . If I ...
... Thou , by thy travayle , thynkest heven to gete ; [ To the Palmer . And thou by pardons and reliques countest no let ,? [ To the Pardoner . 74 To sende thyne owne soule to heven sure , And all other whome thou lyste to procure . If I ...
Strana 37
... Thou never suckt the milk of woman's brest , & c.- . Nec tibi diva parens , generis nec Dardanus auctor , Perfide ... Thou , Porrex , thou this damned dede hast wrought , Thou , Porrex , thou shalt dearly bye 25 the same . Traitour to ...
... Thou never suckt the milk of woman's brest , & c.- . Nec tibi diva parens , generis nec Dardanus auctor , Perfide ... Thou , Porrex , thou this damned dede hast wrought , Thou , Porrex , thou shalt dearly bye 25 the same . Traitour to ...
Strana 53
... thou art a meere marke for good witts to shoote at ; and in that suite , thou wilt make a fineman to dásh poore crowes out of countenance . Amor . She is my moone , I her Endimion . Acad . No , she is thy shoulder of mutton , thou her ...
... thou art a meere marke for good witts to shoote at ; and in that suite , thou wilt make a fineman to dásh poore crowes out of countenance . Amor . She is my moone , I her Endimion . Acad . No , she is thy shoulder of mutton , thou her ...
Strana 67
... thou seem'st to wrong my soule too much , Thinking that Studioso would account , That fortune sowre , which thou accomptest sweete , Nor any life to me can sweeter be , Then happy swaines in plaine of Arcady . Stud . What , Ingen . Acad ...
... thou seem'st to wrong my soule too much , Thinking that Studioso would account , That fortune sowre , which thou accomptest sweete , Nor any life to me can sweeter be , Then happy swaines in plaine of Arcady . Stud . What , Ingen . Acad ...
Strana 84
... thou friendes , are they not men ? is not this true ? Pith . Men they be , but such men as love one another onely for vertue . Dion . For what vertue doste thou love this spie , this Damon ? Pith . For that vertue which yet to you is un ...
... thou friendes , are they not men ? is not this true ? Pith . Men they be , but such men as love one another onely for vertue . Dion . For what vertue doste thou love this spie , this Damon ? Pith . For that vertue which yet to you is un ...
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Apel Aristippus art thou Balthezar Barabas brother Campaspe Cobham court Crom Cromwell death Dionisius Dond dost doth Duke earl Earl of KENDALL edit Enter Eubulus Exeunt Exit faith Farewell father fear fellow Ferrex Flow Flowerdale Gammer Gaveston gentleman GINET give gold Gorboduc grace hand Harpool hath hear heart heaven Henry Hieronimo Hodge honour hope Horatio i'faith Itha king knave lady live look lord lord Cobham Luce Lucy madam marry master master constable Mortimer murder ne'er never night noble PALLATINE pardon Pert POLYMETES poor Porrex pray prince Queen revenge shew Sir John sir John Oldcastle Sir Lanc sirrah Snore soul speak stay SUFFOLK sweet tell thee there's thing thou art thou shalt Thwack troth unto villain wife word wyll
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Strana 182 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime: Stand still you watches...
Strana 182 - But not of kings. The forest deer, being struck, Runs to an herb that closeth up the wounds: But when the imperial lion's flesh is gor'd, He rends and tears it with his wrathful paw, [And], highly scorning that the lowly earth Should drink his blood, mounts up to the air: And so it fares with me, whose dauntless mind Th...
Strana 260 - And kill sick people groaning under walls: Sometimes I go about and poison wells; And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves, I am content to lose some of my crowns; That I may, walking in my gallery, See 'em go pinioned along by my door.
Strana 188 - And there in mire and puddle have I stood This ten days' space; and, lest that I should sleep, One plays continually upon a drum. They give me bread and water, being a king; So that, for want of sleep, and sustenance, My mind's distempered, and my body's numbed, And whether I have limbs or no I know not.
Strana 183 - I might, but heavens and earth conspire To make me miserable! Here receive my crown; Receive it? No, these innocent hands of mine Shall not be guilty of so foul a crime.
Strana 184 - Inconstant Edmund, dost thou favour him, That wast a cause of his imprisonment? Kent. The more cause have I now to make amends. Y. Mor. {Aside to Q. ISAB.] I tell thee, 'tis not meet that one so false Should come about the person of a prince.
Strana 541 - 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!
Strana 187 - To murder you, my most gracious lord ! Far is it from my heart to do you harm. The queen sent me to see how you were...
Strana 174 - Commit not to my youth things of more weight Than fits a prince so young as I to bear, And fear not, lord and father, Heaven's great beams On Atlas' shoulder shall not lie more safe, Than shall your charge committed to my trust.
Strana 252 - Rather had I a Jew be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty : For I can see no fruits in all their faith, But malice, falsehood, and excessive pride, Which methinks fits not their profession.