Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare: with NotesLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 - 484 стор. Includes selections, in verse, from plays by dramatists other than Shakespeare. |
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... cast his sight ; And streight , pale death pressing within his face , The flying ghost his mortal corps forsook . Arost . Never did age bring forth so vile a fact . Marc . O hard and cruel hap that thus assign'd Unto so worthy wight so ...
... cast his sight ; And streight , pale death pressing within his face , The flying ghost his mortal corps forsook . Arost . Never did age bring forth so vile a fact . Marc . O hard and cruel hap that thus assign'd Unto so worthy wight so ...
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... cast , As would have rap't a silly woman's thought ; If this might not have mov'd the bloody heart , And that most cruel hand the wretched weapon Even to let fall , and kist him in the face , With tears , for ruth to reave such one by ...
... cast , As would have rap't a silly woman's thought ; If this might not have mov'd the bloody heart , And that most cruel hand the wretched weapon Even to let fall , and kist him in the face , With tears , for ruth to reave such one by ...
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... " Webster might have furnished them . They are full of that wild solemn preternatural cast of grief which be- wilders us in the Duchess of Malfy . 66 THE LOVE OF KING DAVID AND FAIR BETHSABE , WITH 12 SPANISH TRAGEDY .
... " Webster might have furnished them . They are full of that wild solemn preternatural cast of grief which be- wilders us in the Duchess of Malfy . 66 THE LOVE OF KING DAVID AND FAIR BETHSABE , WITH 12 SPANISH TRAGEDY .
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... cast against thee in the street : Ballads and rhimes made of thy overthrow . Lan . The Northern brothers seeing their houses burnt , Their wives and children slain , run up and down Cursing the name of thee and Gaveston . Mort . When ...
... cast against thee in the street : Ballads and rhimes made of thy overthrow . Lan . The Northern brothers seeing their houses burnt , Their wives and children slain , run up and down Cursing the name of thee and Gaveston . Mort . When ...
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... cast their heavy packs , And the strong hedges scarce shall keep them in , The milk - maids cuts shall turn the wenches off , And lay their dossers tumbling in the dust ; The frank and merry London Prentices , That come for cream and ...
... cast their heavy packs , And the strong hedges scarce shall keep them in , The milk - maids cuts shall turn the wenches off , And lay their dossers tumbling in the dust ; The frank and merry London Prentices , That come for cream and ...
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Specimens of English Dramatic Poets, who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare Charles Lamb Повний перегляд - 1857 |
Specimens of English dramatic poets, who lived about the time of Shakespeare Charles Lamb Повний перегляд - 1860 |
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Camena Carracus Clor Corb court curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven Hecate hell honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady live look lord lov'd Madam methinks Mont Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity poor pray prison Queen revenge Shakspeare shame shew sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee there's thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself TRAGEDY twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Сторінка 231 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, 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 robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
Сторінка 36 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! 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!
Сторінка 38 - Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Сторінка 371 - Here be grapes, whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good, Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus ; nuts more brown Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them...
Сторінка 24 - 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.
Сторінка 205 - And I did vow never to part with it But to my second husband. Ant. You have parted with it now. Duch. Yes, to help your eye-sight. Ant. You have made me stark blind. Duch. How? Ant. There is a saucy and ambitious devil Is dancing in this circle.
Сторінка 354 - And thou shalt find her honourable, boy ! Full of regard unto thy tender youth, For thine own modesty ; and for my sake, Apter to give, than thou wilt be to ask, ay ! or deserve. Bell. Sir ! you did take me up when I was nothing, And only yet am something by being yours...
Сторінка 35 - Ah, my God, I would weep, but the Devil draws in my tears. Gush forth blood instead of tears ! Yea, life and soul ! Oh, he stays my tongue ! I would lift up my hands, but see, they hold them, they hold them ! All.
Сторінка 214 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
Сторінка 36 - 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!