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Page 23
Tis a fate That overrules our wisdoms ; whilst we strive To live most free , we ' re
caught in our own toils . Diamonds cut diamonds ; they who will prove To thrive in
cunning must cure love with love . [ Exeunt . ACT THE SECOND . SCENE I . - An
...
Tis a fate That overrules our wisdoms ; whilst we strive To live most free , we ' re
caught in our own toils . Diamonds cut diamonds ; they who will prove To thrive in
cunning must cure love with love . [ Exeunt . ACT THE SECOND . SCENE I . - An
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Page 31
Now , noble sir , if you did love the Lady Eroclea , why may not such safety and
fate direct her as directed the other ? ' tis not impossible . Pal . If I did love her ,
Rhetias ! Yes , I did . Give me thy hand : as thou didst serve Meleander , And art
still ...
Now , noble sir , if you did love the Lady Eroclea , why may not such safety and
fate direct her as directed the other ? ' tis not impossible . Pal . If I did love her ,
Rhetias ! Yes , I did . Give me thy hand : as thou didst serve Meleander , And art
still ...
Page 35
Madam , no ; We were not come to that . Tha . Not come to that ! Art thou a rival fit
to cross my fate ? Now poverty and a dishonest fame , The waiting - woman ' s
wages , be thy payment , False , faithless , wanton beast ! I ' ll spoil your marriage
.
Madam , no ; We were not come to that . Tha . Not come to that ! Art thou a rival fit
to cross my fate ? Now poverty and a dishonest fame , The waiting - woman ' s
wages , be thy payment , False , faithless , wanton beast ! I ' ll spoil your marriage
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Page 49
True love may blush , when shame repents too late But in all actions nature
yields to fate . Par . Great lady , ' twere a dulness must exceed The grossest and
most sottish kind of ignorance Not to be sensible of your intents ; I clearly
understand ...
True love may blush , when shame repents too late But in all actions nature
yields to fate . Par . Great lady , ' twere a dulness must exceed The grossest and
most sottish kind of ignorance Not to be sensible of your intents ; I clearly
understand ...
Page 65
If the fates Have spun my thread , and my spent clue of life Be now untwisted , let
us part like friends .Lay up my weapon , Trollio , and be gone . Trol . Yes , sir ,
with all my heart . Mel . This friend and I Will walk , and gabble wisely . [ Exit
Trollio ...
If the fates Have spun my thread , and my spent clue of life Be now untwisted , let
us part like friends .Lay up my weapon , Trollio , and be gone . Trol . Yes , sir ,
with all my heart . Mel . This friend and I Will walk , and gabble wisely . [ Exit
Trollio ...
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Page i - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page xvi - twas my father's last bequest. \Places a ring on the finger of ITHOCLES. Thus I new-many him whose wife I am ; Death shall not separate us. O, my lords, I but deceived your eyes with antic gesture, When one news straight came huddling on another Of death ! and death ! and death ! still I danced forward ; But it struck home, and here, and in an instant. Be such mere women, who with shrieks and outcries Can vow a present end to all their sorrows, Yet live to court new pleasures, and outlive them :...
Page i - Souls of Poets, dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Page 99 - Friar. Dispute no more in this, for know, young man, These are no school-points ; nice philosophy May tolerate unlikely arguments, But heaven admits no jest ! wits that presumed On wit too much, by striving how to prove There was no God, with foolish grounds of art, Discover'd first the nearest way to hell; And fill'd the world with devilish atheism.
Page 105 - I'll undertake with a handful of silver to buy a headful of wit at any time : but, sirrah, I have another purchase in hand ; I shall have the wench, mine 'uncle says. I will but wash my face and shift socks, and then have at her, i'faith ! — Mark my pace, Poggio ! [Passes over the stage, and exit.
Page 100 - Shall a peevish sound, A customary form, from man to man, Of brother and of sister, be a bar Twixt my perpetual happiness and me? Say that we had one father, say one womb (Curse to my joys) gave both us life and birth; Are we not therefore each to other bound 30 So much the more by nature? By the links Of blood, of reason? Nay, if you will have't, Even of religion, to be ever one, One soul, one flesh, one love, one heart, one all?
Page vi - I do not know where to find, in "any play, a catastrophe so grand, so solemn, and so surprising, as in this. This is indeed, according to Milton, to describe high passions and high actions. The fortitude of the Spartan boy, who let a beast gnaw out his bowels till he died, without expressing a groan, is a faint bodily image of this dilaceration of the spirit, and exenteration" of the inmost mind, which Calantha, with a holy violence against lier nature, keeps closely covered, till the last duties...
Page 226 - Wrong'd soul, thy prayers are heard. Pen. Here, lo, I breathe, A miserable creature, led to ruin By an unnatural brother! Ith. I consume In languishing affections for that trespass ; Yet cannot die. Pen. The handmaid to the wages...
Page 164 - Giovanni, that hast had the spoil Of thine own virtues and my modest fame, Would thou hadst been less subject to those stars That luckless...
Page 456 - I expect No less than what severity calls justice, And politicians safety; let such beg As feed on alms, but if there can be mercy In a protested enemy, then may it Descend to these poor creatures, whose engagements, To th...
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| Title | John Ford Volume 3 of Mermaid series Volume 3 of The mermaid series; the best plays of the old dramatists |
| Author | John Ford |
| Editor | Havelock Ellis |
| Edition | reprint |
| Publisher | T.F. Unwin, 1888 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 21 Jul 2005 |
| Length | 471 pages |
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