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... dare promise for the present time . You cannot urge more from me . thankfulness to your great merit , Which I dare promise . For the present time , You cannot urge more from me . G. 54. W. 160. — Thus I talk wisely , and to no purpose ...
... dare promise for the present time . You cannot urge more from me . thankfulness to your great merit , Which I dare promise . For the present time , You cannot urge more from me . G. 54. W. 160. — Thus I talk wisely , and to no purpose ...
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... to Penthea , nor to the reader . " Pity that such sagacity should be thrown away ! Penthea had pressed her brother for the name of his mistress , which , after repeated attempts , he declares he dares not utter cvi INTRODUCTION .
... to Penthea , nor to the reader . " Pity that such sagacity should be thrown away ! Penthea had pressed her brother for the name of his mistress , which , after repeated attempts , he declares he dares not utter cvi INTRODUCTION .
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In Two Volumes John Ford William Gifford. after repeated attempts , he declares he dares not utter : on which she taxes him with want of affection to herself , and he then , with all the delicacy of respectful feeling , after an ...
In Two Volumes John Ford William Gifford. after repeated attempts , he declares he dares not utter : on which she taxes him with want of affection to herself , and he then , with all the delicacy of respectful feeling , after an ...
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... dare not trust myself with the subject . At the moment when this unfortunate blunderer supposes Dr. Donne anxious to ply his barren quill and stick his name here , purely " to shew his love , " that great man was fallen into a danger ...
... dare not trust myself with the subject . At the moment when this unfortunate blunderer supposes Dr. Donne anxious to ply his barren quill and stick his name here , purely " to shew his love , " that great man was fallen into a danger ...
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... dare promise ; and keep this in store ; As thou hast done enough , thou canst do more . WILLIAM SINGLETON . * To the Author ( of the Lover's Melancholy ) Master JOHN FORD . BLACK choler , reason's overflowing spring , Where thirsty ...
... dare promise ; and keep this in store ; As thou hast done enough , thou canst do more . WILLIAM SINGLETON . * To the Author ( of the Lover's Melancholy ) Master JOHN FORD . BLACK choler , reason's overflowing spring , Where thirsty ...
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Page 331 - twas my father's last bequest : Thus I new marry 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 vow new pleasures, and outlive them. They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings...
Page 159 - A lightless sulphur, chok'd with smoky fogs Of an infected darkness ; in this place Dwell many thousand thousand sundry sorts Of never-dying deaths ; there damned souls Roar without pity ; there are gluttons fed...
Page 284 - Shall fall in cinders, scorch'd by your disdain, Ere he will dare, poor man, to ope an eye On these divine looks, but with low-bent thoughts Accusing such presumption : as for words, He dares not utter any but of service ; Yet this lost creature loves you.
Page lx - Sir," he replied, with a serious and impressive air, "it is not easy for us to say what such a man as Johnson would call a good Greek scholar.
Page 110 - 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 259 - I'll tear my veil of politic French off, And stand up like a man resolv'd to do : — Action, not words, shall shew me. — Oh Penthea ! [Exit. Pen. He sigh'd my name sure, as he parted from me ; I fear I was too rough. Alas, poor gentleman! He look'd not like the ruins of his youth, But like the ruins of those ruins.
Page 18 - You come on just appointment. Welcome, gentlemen ! Have you won Rhetias, Corax ? Cor. Most sincerely. Cue. Save ye, nobilities ! Do your lordships take notice of my page ? Tis a fashion of the newest edition, spick and span-new, without example. Do your honour, housewife ! Gril. There's a curtsy for you, and a curtsy for you.
Page 332 - Glories, pleasures, pomps, delights, and ease, Can but please [The] outward senses, when the mind Is [or] untroubled, or by peace refined.
Page 193 - Vas. My lord, according to his yearly custom, keeping this day a feast in honour of his birthday, by me invites you thither. Your worthy father, with the pope's reverend nuncio, and other magnificoes of Parma, have promised their presence ; will't please you to be of the number ? Gio. Yes, tell [him] I dare come. Vas. Dare come ? Gio.
Page xxv - What may be here thought FICTION, when time's youth Wanted some riper years, was known A TRUTH : In which, if words have cloth'd the subject right, You may partake a pity, with delight.