The Modern British Drama: In Five Volumes, Volume 1William Miller, 1811 - English drama |
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... sure I shall not . Hip . Now , alack , weak sister , I must no more believe thee in this point ( Though in't I know thou dost believe thyself ) Than I will trust a sickly appetite , That loaths even as it longs . But sure , my sister ...
... sure I shall not . Hip . Now , alack , weak sister , I must no more believe thee in this point ( Though in't I know thou dost believe thyself ) Than I will trust a sickly appetite , That loaths even as it longs . But sure , my sister ...
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... sure a more content ; and all those pleasures That wooe the wills of men to vanity , I see through now ; and am sufficient To tell the world , ' tis but a gaudy shadow , That old Time , as he passes by , takes with him . What had we ...
... sure a more content ; and all those pleasures That wooe the wills of men to vanity , I see through now ; and am sufficient To tell the world , ' tis but a gaudy shadow , That old Time , as he passes by , takes with him . What had we ...
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... sure . Thes . What made you seek this place , sir ? Arc . Noble Theseus , To purchase name , and do my ablest service To such a well - found wonder as thy worth ; For only in thy court , of all the world , Dwells fair - eyed Honour ...
... sure . Thes . What made you seek this place , sir ? Arc . Noble Theseus , To purchase name , and do my ablest service To such a well - found wonder as thy worth ; For only in thy court , of all the world , Dwells fair - eyed Honour ...
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... sure of . Thou and I Have not been merry lately : Prithee tell me , Where hadst thou that same jewel in thine ear ? Mar. Why , at the taking of a town . Arb . A wench , upon my life , a wench , Mar- donius , gave thee that jewel . Mar ...
... sure of . Thou and I Have not been merry lately : Prithee tell me , Where hadst thou that same jewel in thine ear ? Mar. Why , at the taking of a town . Arb . A wench , upon my life , a wench , Mar- donius , gave thee that jewel . Mar ...
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... Sure , I have committed some great sin That this base fellow should be made my rod . I would see him ; but I shall have no patience . Mar. ' Tis no great matter , if you have not : If a laming of him , or such a toy , may do you plea- sure ...
... Sure , I have committed some great sin That this base fellow should be made my rod . I would see him ; but I shall have no patience . Mar. ' Tis no great matter , if you have not : If a laming of him , or such a toy , may do you plea- sure ...
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Page 518 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Page 454 - Burthensome to itself, a few years longer, To lose it, may be, at last in a lewd quarrel For some new friend, treacherous and false as thou art ! No, this vile world and I have long been jangling, And cannot part on better terms than now, When only men like thee are fit to live in't.
Page 8 - Palamon, unmarried ; •The sweet embraces of a loving wife, •Loaden with kisses, arm'd with thousand Cupids, •Shall never clasp our necks ; no issue know us, •No figures of ourselves shall we e'er see, •To glad our age, and like young eagles teach 'em •Boldly to gaze against bright arms, and say * Remember what your fathers were, and conquer...
Page 340 - Vent. Are you Antony ? I'm liker what I was, than you to him I left you last. Ant. I'm angry. Vent. So am I.
Page 416 - ... with age grown double, Picking dry sticks, and mumbling to herself. Her eyes with scalding rheum were gall'd and red ; Cold palsy shook her head ; her hands...
Page 125 - A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once. What master holds so strict a hand Over his boy, that he will part with him Without one warning? Let me be corrected To break my stubbornness, if it be so, Rather than turn me off; and I shall mend. PHI. Thy love doth plead so prettily to stay, That, trust me, I could weep to part with thee.
Page 8 - The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another ; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it : Summer shall come, and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.
Page 132 - em false as were my hopes, I cannot urge thee further. But thou wert To blame to injure me, for I must love Thy honest looks, and take no revenge upon Thy tender youth : a love from me to thee Is firm, whate'er thou dost : it troubles me That I have called the blood out of thy cheeks, That did so well become thee.
Page 359 - I'll never strive against it; but die pleased, To think you once were mine. Ant. Good heaven, they weep at parting ! Must I weep too ? That calls them innocent. I must not weep; and yet I must, to think That I must not forgive. — Live, but live wretched; 'tis but just you should, Who made me so. Live from each other's sight: Let me not hear you meet: set all the earth, And all the seas, betwixt your sundered loves : View nothing common but the sun and skies.
Page 353 - Men are but Children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain ; And yet the Soul, shut up in her dark room, Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing ; But, like a Mole in Earth...