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... breath , That I should live to see this doleful day ? Will ever wight believe that such hard heart Could rest within the cruel mother's breast , With her own hand to slay her only son ? But out ( alas ) these eyes beheld the same , They ...
... breath , That I should live to see this doleful day ? Will ever wight believe that such hard heart Could rest within the cruel mother's breast , With her own hand to slay her only son ? But out ( alas ) these eyes beheld the same , They ...
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... breath . Then deck thee with thy loose delightsome robes , And on thy wings bring delicate perfumes , To play the wantons with us through the leaves . David . What tunes , what words , what looks , what wonders pierce The sun's rays ...
... breath . Then deck thee with thy loose delightsome robes , And on thy wings bring delicate perfumes , To play the wantons with us through the leaves . David . What tunes , what words , what looks , what wonders pierce The sun's rays ...
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... breath of heaven delights to play , Making it dance with wanton majesty . His armes long , his fingers snowy - white , Betokening valour and excess of strength ; In every part proportion'd like the man Should make the world subdue to ...
... breath of heaven delights to play , Making it dance with wanton majesty . His armes long , his fingers snowy - white , Betokening valour and excess of strength ; In every part proportion'd like the man Should make the world subdue to ...
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... breath of mortality I'll finish up in that repentant state , Where not the allurements of earth's vanities Can e'er o'ertake me : there's no baits for lust , No friend to ruin ; I shall then be free From practising the art of treachery ...
... breath of mortality I'll finish up in that repentant state , Where not the allurements of earth's vanities Can e'er o'ertake me : there's no baits for lust , No friend to ruin ; I shall then be free From practising the art of treachery ...
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... breath I will not seek to slubber Her angel - like perfections . But thou know'st That Essex hath the Saint that I adore . Where'er didst meet me , that we two were jovial , But like a wag thou hast not laugh'd at me , And with ...
... breath I will not seek to slubber Her angel - like perfections . But thou know'st That Essex hath the Saint that I adore . Where'er didst meet me , that we two were jovial , But like a wag thou hast not laugh'd at me , And with ...
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Camena Carracus cheek Clor Corb curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven Hecate hell honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady live look lord lov'd Madam methinks Mont Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity poor pray prison Queen revenge Shakspeare shame shew sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee there's thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself tongue TRAGEDY twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Page 38 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually. Stand still you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come. Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make Perpetual day: or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul.
Page 40 - Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Page 292 - Strength, comeliness of shape, or amplest merit, That woman's love can win, or long inherit ; But what it is, hard is to say, Harder to hit, Which way soever men refer it, Much like thy riddle, Samson, in one day Or seven, though one should musing sit.
Page 179 - For doating on her beauty, though her death Shall be revenged after no common action. Does the silkworm expend her yellow labours For thee? For thee does she undo herself? Are lordships sold to maintain ladyships For the poor benefit of a bewildering minute?
Page 170 - They are foul anomalies, of whom we know not whence they are sprung, nor whether they have beginning or ending. As they are without human passions, so they seem to be without human relations. They come with thunder and lightning, and vanish to airy music. This is all we know of them. Except Hecate, they have no names, which heightens their mysteriousness.
Page 420 - Yes, as rocks are, When foamy billows split themselves against Their flinty ribs ; or as the moon is moved, When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her brightness.
Page 29 - t is to count this trash ! Well fare the Arabians, who so richly pay The things they traffic for with wedge of gold, Whereof a man may easily in a day Tell that which may maintain him all his life. The needy groom, that never finger'd groat, Would make a miracle of thus much coin ; But he whose steel-barr'd coffers are cramm'd full, And all his life-time hath been tired, Wearying his fingers...
Page 213 - Constantly. Bos. Do you not weep ! Other sins only speak, murder shrieks out, The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards, and bedews the heavens. Ferd. Cover her face ; mine eyes dazzle. She died young.
Page 355 - Tis less than to be born ; a lasting sleep, A quiet resting from all jealousy ; A thing we all pursue. I know, besides, , It is but giving over of a game That must be lost Phi.
Page 30 - Infinite riches in a little room. But now how stands the wind? Into what corner peers my halcyon's bill ? Ha! to the east? yes : see how stand the vanes? East and by south : why then I hope my ships I sent for Egypt and the bordering isles Are gotten up by Nilus...