A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Том 13

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Reeves and Turner, 1875 - 470 стор.
 

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Сторінка 417 - Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek.
Сторінка 179 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheered with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Сторінка 355 - Cross my arms and wondering stand, Holding parley with your eye, Then dilate on my desires, Swear the sun ne'er shot such fires, All is but a handsome lie. When I eye your curl or lace, Gentle soul, you think your face Straight some murder doth commit; And your virtue doth begin To grow scrupulous of my sin, When I talk to show my wit.
Сторінка 416 - In this was every art, and every charm, To win the wisest, and the coldest warm: Fond love, the gentle vow, the gay desire, The kind deceit, the still-reviving fire, Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke, and eloquence of eyes.
Сторінка 126 - Philippo, In that you have thus grossly, sir, dishonour'd Even our blood itself, in this rude injury Lights on our kinsman, his prerogative Implies death on your trespass ; but, your merit Of more antiquity than is your trespass, That death is blotted out...
Сторінка 305 - Ere we begin, that no man may repent Two shillings and his time ; the Author sent The Prologue, with the errors of his Play, That who will, may take his money and away.
Сторінка 233 - Slight, Roseclap shall have a patent of him. The birds Brought from Peru, the hairy wench,2" the camel, The elephant, dromedaries, or Windsor castle, The woman with dead flesh, or she that washes, Threads needles, writes, dresses her children, plays O" th' virginals with her feet, could never draw People like this.
Сторінка 125 - In that I am kinsman To the accuser, that I might not appear Partial in judgment, let it seem no wonder, If unto your Gravities I leave The following sentence : but as Lorenzo stands A kinsman to Verona, so forget not, Abstemia still is sister unto Venice. Phil. Misery of goodness ! Abst.
Сторінка 397 - Now, sir, let me bid you welcome to your country, and the longing expectation of those friends, that have almost languish'd for the sight of you. — I must flatter him, and stroke him too, he will give no milk else. [Aside.
Сторінка 467 - ... invention more of my own; for I will have all these descend from the top of my roof, in a throne, as you see Cupid or Mercury in a play. ' Cook. That will be rare indeed, sir ! [Exit. Enter DUKE and LEONARDO. Pet. See, the guests are come ! go, and make all ready. Gentles, you are welcome.

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