John Ford; Ed. with Introduction and NotesT. F. Unwin, 1888 - 471 pages |
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... poor perverted reason of Gio- vanni and Annabella we discover traces of that fiery particle , which in the irregular starting from out of the road of beaten action , discovers something of a right line even in obliquity , and shows ...
... poor perverted reason of Gio- vanni and Annabella we discover traces of that fiery particle , which in the irregular starting from out of the road of beaten action , discovers something of a right line even in obliquity , and shows ...
Page xv
... poor style of Duchess " ) who had thrown such scorn on her lover that he vowed never to speak to her again of unlawful love , and who comes to him in his sleep the night after , unclad and alone , in the last abandonment of passion . We ...
... poor style of Duchess " ) who had thrown such scorn on her lover that he vowed never to speak to her again of unlawful love , and who comes to him in his sleep the night after , unclad and alone , in the last abandonment of passion . We ...
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... poor afflictions than the tide Of my complaints . Men . Thamasta , my great mistress , Your princely sister , hath , I hope , ere this Confirmed affection on some worthy choice . Amet . Not any , Menaphon . Her bosom yet Is intermured ...
... poor afflictions than the tide Of my complaints . Men . Thamasta , my great mistress , Your princely sister , hath , I hope , ere this Confirmed affection on some worthy choice . Amet . Not any , Menaphon . Her bosom yet Is intermured ...
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... poor creature ! I will soon revenge This cruelty upon the author of it ; Henceforth this lute , guilty of innocent blood , Shall never more betray a harmless peace To an untimely end : " and in that sorrow , As he was pashing1 it ...
... poor creature ! I will soon revenge This cruelty upon the author of it ; Henceforth this lute , guilty of innocent blood , Shall never more betray a harmless peace To an untimely end : " and in that sorrow , As he was pashing1 it ...
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... poor rogue for stealing as much bacon as would serve at a meal with a calf's head . Yet he smiled once , and never but once : -thou art no scholar ? Pel . I have read pamphlets dedicated to me.— Dost call him Agelastus ? Why did he ...
... poor rogue for stealing as much bacon as would serve at a meal with a calf's head . Yet he smiled once , and never but once : -thou art no scholar ? Pel . I have read pamphlets dedicated to me.— Dost call him Agelastus ? Why did he ...
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Amet AMETHUS AMYCLAS Annabella ARETUS Armostes Bass Bassanes Bian Bianca Bishop of DURHAM blood brother CALANTHA CHIG CHRISTALLA Cleo Cleophila Colona court Crot D'Av D'AVOLOS DALYELL dare daughter death doth Duke Earl Enter Eroclea Euphranea Exeunt Exit eyes fate father fear Ferentes Fern Fernando Fior FIORMONDA fool Ford Friar Giacopo GIOVANNI grace Gril hath HAVELOCK ELLIS heart Heaven Here's honour hope is't Ithocles JOHN FORD Kath king kiss lady live lord LOVER'S MELANCHOLY madam Mauruccio Menaphon mistress NEARCHUS never noble Orgilus Parthenophil PELIAS Penthea PERKIN WARBECK PETRUCHIO PHILEMA pity Poggio pray prince Prophilus PUTANA Rhetias ROSEILLI SCENE sister Soranzo soul speak sweet tell thee thine thou art thou hast truth twas twere UNIV Urswick Vasques vows W. C. WARD youth
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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...