The Dramatic Works of John Ford,: In Two Volumes, Volume 1

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John Murray, Albemarle Street., 1827 - Dramatists, English - 616 pages

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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 lxxii - 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.

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