Love's sacrifice. Perkin Warbeck. The fancies chaste and nobleJ. Toovey, 1869 |
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... cast me down , My service shall pay tribute in my lowness To your uprising virtues . Fern . Sir , I know You are so well acquainted with your own , You need not flatter mine : trust me , my lord , I'll be a suitor for you . Pet . And I ...
... cast me down , My service shall pay tribute in my lowness To your uprising virtues . Fern . Sir , I know You are so well acquainted with your own , You need not flatter mine : trust me , my lord , I'll be a suitor for you . Pet . And I ...
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... cast myself beneath thy foot , Are we safe ? True , virtuous lord . Know , then , sir , her proud heart Is only fix'd on you , in such extremes Of violence and passion , that I fear , Or she'll enjoy you , or she'll ruin you . Ford has ...
... cast myself beneath thy foot , Are we safe ? True , virtuous lord . Know , then , sir , her proud heart Is only fix'd on you , in such extremes Of violence and passion , that I fear , Or she'll enjoy you , or she'll ruin you . Ford has ...
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... cast it down Beneath her foot , and spurn'd it in the dust : Whiles I - O , ' twas a dream too full of fate ! — Was stooping down to reach it , on my head Fernando , like a traitor to his vows , Clapt , in disgrace , a coronet of horns ...
... cast it down Beneath her foot , and spurn'd it in the dust : Whiles I - O , ' twas a dream too full of fate ! — Was stooping down to reach it , on my head Fernando , like a traitor to his vows , Clapt , in disgrace , a coronet of horns ...
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... cast upon your reason : Sir Robert , be your own friend now , discharge Your conscience freely ; all of such as love you Stand sureties for your honesty and truth . Take heed you do not dally with the king ; He's wise as he is gentle ...
... cast upon your reason : Sir Robert , be your own friend now , discharge Your conscience freely ; all of such as love you Stand sureties for your honesty and truth . Take heed you do not dally with the king ; He's wise as he is gentle ...
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... casting - bottle , break the teeth of thy combs , poison thy camphire - balls , slice out thy towels 15 Thou'rt a prick - eared foist , & c . ] This stuff is hardly worth explaining ; but it may be noticed en passant , that foist is one ...
... casting - bottle , break the teeth of thy combs , poison thy camphire - balls , slice out thy towels 15 Thou'rt a prick - eared foist , & c . ] This stuff is hardly worth explaining ; but it may be noticed en passant , that foist is one ...
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A-WATER amongst Bian Bianca blood brother Cast Castamela chaste Clar Clif Colona court cuckold D'Av D'Avolos Dalyell dare Dawbeney doth ducats duchess Duke Earl Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair favour Ferentes Fern Fior FIORMONDA Flav fool Ford fortunes Frion Giacopo Gifford printed grace hast hath heart heaven Here's honour hope Hunt Huntley husband is't Jane JOHN FORD Kath Katherine lady LAMBERT SIMNEL live Livio Lord Bacon LOVE'S SACRIFICE madam Margaret of Burgundy Maur Mauruccio MOROSA never NIBRASSA Nitido noble on't peace Perkin PERKIN WARBECK PETRUCHIO pity pray prince prithee Romanello Roseilli SCENE Scotland Secco servant Sir William Stanley sirrah sister soul Spadone speak sweet thee thine thou art thou'rt Troy Troylo truth twere Urswick Warbeck wife wise word
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Page 34 - And ride in triumph through Persepolis ! — Is it not brave to be a king, Techelles ! — Usumcasane and Theridamas, Is it not passing brave to be a king, And ride in triumph through Persepolis ? Tech.
Page 216 - 11 lead them on courageously. I read A triumph over tyranny upon Their several foreheads. Faint not in the moment Of victory ! our ends, and Warwick's head, Innocent Warwick's head, (for we are prologue But to his tragedy,) conclude the wonder Of Henry's fears : and then the glorious race Of fourteen kings Plantagenets, determines In this last issue male.
Page 53 - By all that's good, if what I speak, my heart Vows not eternally ; then think, my Lord, Was never man sued to me I denied, Think me a common and most cunning whore, And let my sins be written on my grave, My name rest in reproof.
Page 205 - Truth, in her pure simplicity, wants art To put a feigned blush on : scorn wears only Such fashion as commends to gazers' eyes Sad ulcerated novelty, far beneath The sphere of majesty : in such a court Wisdom and gravity are proper robes, By which the sovereign is best distinguish'd From zanies to his greatness.
Page 198 - Notwithstanding all this, the king was, as was partly touched before, grown to be such a partner with fortune, as nobody could tell what actions the one, and what the other owned. For it was believed, generally, that Perkin was betrayed, and that this escape was not without the king's privity, who had him all the time of his flight in a line...
Page 61 - None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor: if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more ; use your authority...
Page 141 - Of my conveyance next, of my life since, The means, and persons who were instruments, Great sir, 'tis fit I over-pass in silence; Reserving the relation to the secrecy Of your own princely ear, since it concerns Some great ones living yet, and others dead, Whose issue might be question'd.
Page 216 - Impoverish time of its amazement, friends : And we will prove as trusty in our payments, As prodigal to nature in our debts. Death ! pish, 'tis but a sound ; a name of air ; A minute's storm ; or not so much; to tumble From bed to bed, be massacred alive By some physicians for a month or two, In hope of freedom from a fever's torments, Might stagger manhood ; here, the pain is past Ere sensibly 'tis felt. Be men of spirit; Spurn coward passion : so illustrious mention Shall blaze our names, and style...
Page 214 - Kath. By this sweet pledge of both our souls, I swear To die a faithful widow to thy bed ; Not to be forced or won : oh, never, never!5 Enter SURREY, DAWBENEY, HUNTLEY, and CRAWFORD.
Page 206 - To Digby, the lieutenant of the Tower : With safety let them be convey'd to London. It is our pleasure no uncivil outrage, Taunts, or abuse be sufFer'd to their persons ; They shall meet fairer law than they deserve. Time may restore their wits, whom vain ambition Hath many years distracted. War. Noble thoughts Meet freedom in captivity : the Tower ? Our childhood's dreadful nursery.