The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb: Dramatic specimens and the Garrick playsMethuen & Company, 1904 |
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... pray mark me , sir : Then , sir , would I have you paint me this tree , this very tree : Canst paint a doleful cry ? Pain . Seemingly , sir . Hier . Nay , it should cry ; but all is one . Well , sir , paint me a youth run thro ' and ...
... pray mark me , sir : Then , sir , would I have you paint me this tree , this very tree : Canst paint a doleful cry ? Pain . Seemingly , sir . Hier . Nay , it should cry ; but all is one . Well , sir , paint me a youth run thro ' and ...
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... prayers as these . Edw . Shall I still be haunted thus ? Mort . jun . Nay , now you are here alone , I'll speak my mind . Lan . And so will I , and then , my lord , farewell . I Mort . The idle triumphs , masks , lascivious shows 18 ...
... prayers as these . Edw . Shall I still be haunted thus ? Mort . jun . Nay , now you are here alone , I'll speak my mind . Lan . And so will I , and then , my lord , farewell . I Mort . The idle triumphs , masks , lascivious shows 18 ...
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... pray for me , pray for me ; and what noise soever you hear , come not unto me , for nothing can rescue me . Sec . Sch . Pray thou , and we will pray , that God may have mercy upon thee . Faust . Gentlemen , farewell ; if I live till ...
... pray for me , pray for me ; and what noise soever you hear , come not unto me , for nothing can rescue me . Sec . Sch . Pray thou , and we will pray , that God may have mercy upon thee . Faust . Gentlemen , farewell ; if I live till ...
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... Pray heaven the Doctor have escaped the danger . [ Sc . xiv . ] Sec . Sch . O help us heavens ! see here are Faustus ' limbs All torn asunder by the hand of death . Third Sch . The devil whom Faustus served hath torn him thus : 1 ...
... Pray heaven the Doctor have escaped the danger . [ Sc . xiv . ] Sec . Sch . O help us heavens ! see here are Faustus ' limbs All torn asunder by the hand of death . Third Sch . The devil whom Faustus served hath torn him thus : 1 ...
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... pray you , let's crave your name , sir ; I may else have anger . Alb . You may say , one Albert , riding by this way , only inquired their health . Serv . I will acquaint so much . Alb . How like a poisonous doctor have I come To ...
... pray you , let's crave your name , sir ; I may else have anger . Alb . You may say , one Albert , riding by this way , only inquired their health . Serv . I will acquaint so much . Alb . How like a poisonous doctor have I come To ...
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Page 601 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
Page 293 - 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.
Page 267 - Why? Do you think I fable with you? I assure you. He that has once the flower of the sun, The perfect ruby which we call elixir, Not only can do that, but by its virtue, Can confer honour, love, respect, long life, Give safety, valour: yea, and victory, To whom he will. In eight and twenty days, I'll make an old man of fourscore, a child.
Page 21 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime : Stand still you watches...
Page 182 - Detraction is the sworn friend to ignorance : for mine own part, I have ever truly cherished my good opinion of other men's worthy labours ; especially of that full and heightened...
Page 179 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
Page 54 - tis the soul of peace ; Of all the virtues 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer, A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit, The first true gentleman that ever breath'd.
Page 582 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 341 - To my wish : we are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, — that were poor and trivial : In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you; nor shall you have One motive to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be yours too. Lav . You are a right kind father.
Page 179 - 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.