The works of Christopher Marlowe [ed. by G. Robinson]. |
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Strana 18
... Thou villain , wherefore talk'st thou of a king , That hardly art a gentleman by birth ? EDW . Were he a peasant , being my minion , I'll make the proudest of you stoop to him . LAN . My lord , you may not thus disparage us . Away , I ...
... Thou villain , wherefore talk'st thou of a king , That hardly art a gentleman by birth ? EDW . Were he a peasant , being my minion , I'll make the proudest of you stoop to him . LAN . My lord , you may not thus disparage us . Away , I ...
Strana 22
... thou hast to stay , And , therefore , give me leave to look my fill ; But come , sweet friend , I'll bear thee on ... art a bawd to his affections , But thou must call mine honour thus in question ? GAV . I mean not so ; your grace must ...
... thou hast to stay , And , therefore , give me leave to look my fill ; But come , sweet friend , I'll bear thee on ... art a bawd to his affections , But thou must call mine honour thus in question ? GAV . I mean not so ; your grace must ...
Strana 23
... Thou art too familiar with that Mortimer , And by thy means is Gaveston exil'd ; But I would wish thee reconcile the lords , Or thou shalt ne'er be reconcil'd to me . QUEEN . Your highness knows it lies not in my power . EDW . Away then ...
... Thou art too familiar with that Mortimer , And by thy means is Gaveston exil'd ; But I would wish thee reconcile the lords , Or thou shalt ne'er be reconcil'd to me . QUEEN . Your highness knows it lies not in my power . EDW . Away then ...
Strana 45
... Art thou an enemy to my Gaveston ? KENT . Aye , and it grieves me that I favoured him . EDW . Traitor , begone ! whine thou with Mortimer . KENT . So will I , rather than with Gaveston . EDW . Out of my sight , and trouble me no more ...
... Art thou an enemy to my Gaveston ? KENT . Aye , and it grieves me that I favoured him . EDW . Traitor , begone ! whine thou with Mortimer . KENT . So will I , rather than with Gaveston . EDW . Out of my sight , and trouble me no more ...
Strana 46
... art thou , Baldock , for my turn . Wait on me , and I'll see thou shalt not want . BALD . I humbly thank your majesty . EDW . Knowest thou him , Gaveston ? GAV . Aye , my lord ; his name is Spencer , he is well allied ; For my sake ...
... art thou , Baldock , for my turn . Wait on me , and I'll see thou shalt not want . BALD . I humbly thank your majesty . EDW . Knowest thou him , Gaveston ? GAV . Aye , my lord ; his name is Spencer , he is well allied ; For my sake ...
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ACHA Achates Æneas ANNA arms art thou Ascanius Baldock bear BENV Benvolio blood brother cardinals Carthage CLOWN conjurer crown cursed death devil DICK DIDO Dido's Doctor Faustus dost doth duke of Guise earl Edward emperor Eneas England EPER Epernoune Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell Faustus fear friends Ganymede Gaveston gentle grace grief hand hast thou hate hath head hear heart heaven hell hence holy honour HORSE-C Iarbas ILIONEUS Isabel KENT king of France Lancaster leave live look lord Lucifer madam majesty Master Doctor Matrevis MEPH Mephostophilis Mortimer MOUNTSORREL murder Navarre ne'er noble Pembroke's men PLESHE Pope pray prince QUEEN realm SCENE SCHO SERGESTUS sirrah soldiers soul speak SPEN Spencer stay sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself traitor Troy unto villain Warwick
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Strana 198 - Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make 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! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!
Strana 136 - Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer's, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night!
Strana 124 - Almain rutters with their horsemen's staves Or Lapland giants, trotting by our sides ; Sometimes like women or unwedded maids, Shadowing more beauty in their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love...
Strana 199 - You stars that reign'd at my nativity, Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist, Into the entrails of yon labouring clouds, That, when you vomit forth into the air, My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven ! [The clock strikes the half-hour.] Ah, half the hour is past!
Strana 200 - 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.
Strana 107 - Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the duke of Cleremont.
Strana 107 - 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 numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no I know not.
Strana 100 - Edwardum occidere nolite timere bonum est Kill not the king 'tis good to fear the worst. Unpointed as it is, thus shall it go, That, being dead, if it chance to be found, Matrevis and the rest may bear the blame, And we be quit that caused it to be done.
Strana 194 - Though my heart pants and quivers to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years, O, would I had never seen Wittenberg, never read book ! And what wonders I have done, all Germany can witness, yea, all the world ; for which Faustus hath lost both Germany and the world, yea heaven itself, heaven, the seat of God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy; and must remain in hell for. ever, hell, ah, hell, for ever!
Strana 88 - 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.