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... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER ; THE TEXT FORMED FROM A NEW COLLATION OF THE EARLY EDITIONS . With Notes , ND A BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR . BY THE REV . A. DYCE . Of these great dramatic writers only three critical editions have been hitherto ...
... BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER ; THE TEXT FORMED FROM A NEW COLLATION OF THE EARLY EDITIONS . With Notes , ND A BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR . BY THE REV . A. DYCE . Of these great dramatic writers only three critical editions have been hitherto ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher were unacquainted . The Edition will be comprised in Eleven Volumes , demy octavo ; and a Volume will be published regularly every two months . LONDON : EDWARD MOXON , DOVER STREET . 1843 . JUST PUBLISHED , In Ole ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher were unacquainted . The Edition will be comprised in Eleven Volumes , demy octavo ; and a Volume will be published regularly every two months . LONDON : EDWARD MOXON , DOVER STREET . 1843 . JUST PUBLISHED , In Ole ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher's Bloody Brother , or Rollo Duke of Normandy , act i . sc . 1 , we find , according to 4to , 1639 , and folio , 1679 ; " " Twill be expected that they should be good , Or their bad manners will be imputed yours ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher's Bloody Brother , or Rollo Duke of Normandy , act i . sc . 1 , we find , according to 4to , 1639 , and folio , 1679 ; " " Twill be expected that they should be good , Or their bad manners will be imputed yours ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher's Coxcomb ; " Ant . Why ? this will gaine me everlasting glory . " Works , p . 102. ed . 1647 . " Good deare sweete hart to bed . Merc . Why I am going ? " 66 66 Id . p . 112 . how dost thou ? Id . p . 114 . Vio ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher's Coxcomb ; " Ant . Why ? this will gaine me everlasting glory . " Works , p . 102. ed . 1647 . " Good deare sweete hart to bed . Merc . Why I am going ? " 66 66 Id . p . 112 . how dost thou ? Id . p . 114 . Vio ...
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... Beaumont and Fletcher we find ; " And run like molten gold through every sin [ read vein ] . " The Coxcomb , act ii . sc . 4 . " If that the least puff of the rough north wind Blast our times [ read vines ' ] burden , rendering to our ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher we find ; " And run like molten gold through every sin [ read vein ] . " The Coxcomb , act ii . sc . 4 . " If that the least puff of the rough north wind Blast our times [ read vines ' ] burden , rendering to our ...
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Page 11 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire...
Page 181 - Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man...
Page 7 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Page 11 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Page 186 - With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, And in the porches of mine ears did pour The leperous distilment ; whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine ; And a most instant tetter bark'd about, Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust, All my smooth body.
Page 69 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 219 - Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe...
Page 84 - I be so forward with him that calls not on me? well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Page 124 - Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Page 116 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's...