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... falls short of the tragic height of passion to which we are uplifted . Such a failure of insight is rare with Ford , much rarer than touches of extravagant physical horror like the introduc- tion of Annabella's heart on a dagger . It is ...
... falls short of the tragic height of passion to which we are uplifted . Such a failure of insight is rare with Ford , much rarer than touches of extravagant physical horror like the introduc- tion of Annabella's heart on a dagger . It is ...
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... falls in love with his friend's wife , and when he has aroused in her stronger nature a passion far deeper than his own , shrinks back realising his falsehood , is true to nature and wrought with Ford's finest art and insight . But we ...
... falls in love with his friend's wife , and when he has aroused in her stronger nature a passion far deeper than his own , shrinks back realising his falsehood , is true to nature and wrought with Ford's finest art and insight . But we ...
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... fall Lower than shame , when I neglect all service That may confirm this favour ! Tha . Are you well , sir ? Par . Great princess , I am well . To see a league Between an humble love , such as my friend's is , And a commanding virtue ...
... fall Lower than shame , when I neglect all service That may confirm this favour ! Tha . Are you well , sir ? Par . Great princess , I am well . To see a league Between an humble love , such as my friend's is , And a commanding virtue ...
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... fall , In him my greatness sinks : Love is a tyrant , Resisted . Whisper in his ear , how gladly I would steal time to talk with him one hour : But do it honourably ; prithee , Kala , Do not betray me . Kal . Madam , I will make it Mine ...
... fall , In him my greatness sinks : Love is a tyrant , Resisted . Whisper in his ear , how gladly I would steal time to talk with him one hour : But do it honourably ; prithee , Kala , Do not betray me . Kal . Madam , I will make it Mine ...
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... fall'n away extremely ; most assuredly I have not dined these three days . Cleo . Will you now , sir ? Trol . I beseech ye heartily , sir : I feel a horrible puking myself . Mel . Am I stark mad ? Trol . [ Aside ] No , no , you are but ...
... fall'n away extremely ; most assuredly I have not dined these three days . Cleo . Will you now , sir ? Trol . I beseech ye heartily , sir : I feel a horrible puking myself . Mel . Am I stark mad ? Trol . [ Aside ] No , no , you are but ...
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Amet AMETHUS AMYCLAS Annabella ARETUS Armostes Bass Bassanes Bian Bianca Bishop of DURHAM blood brother CALANTHA CHRISTALLA Cleo Cleophila COLONA court Crot D'Av D'AVOLOS d'ye DALYELL dare death doth Duke Earl Enter Eroclea Euphranea Exeunt Exit eyes fate father fear Ferentes Fern Fernando Fior FIORMONDA fool Ford Friar Giacopo GIOVANNI grace Gril hath HAVELOCK ELLIS heart Heaven Here's honour hope is't Ithocles JOHN FORD Kath king kiss lady live lord LOVER'S MELANCHOLY madam marriage Mauruccio Menaphon mistress NEARCHUS never noble Orgilus Parthenophil PELIAS Penthea PERKIN WARBECK PETRUCHIO PHILEMA pity Poggio pray prince Prophilus PUTANA Rhetias ROSEILLI SCENE sister Soranzo soul speak sweet tell thee thine thou art thou hast truth twas twere Urswick Vasques vows W. C. WARD youth
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Page iv - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page xvi - twas my father's last bequest. \Places a ring on the finger of ITHOCLES. Thus I new-many 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 court new pleasures, and outlive them :...
Page 97 - Friar. Dispute no more in this, for know, young man, These are no school-points ; nice philosophy May tolerate unlikely arguments, But heaven admits no jest ! wits that presumed On wit too much, by striving how to prove There was no God, with foolish grounds of art, Discover'd first the nearest way to hell; And fill'd the world with devilish atheism.
Page iv - Souls of Poets, dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Page 98 - 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 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 ? Friar.
Page 227 - Ith. Death waits to waft me to the Stygian banks, And free me from this chaos of my bondage ; And till thou wilt forgive, I must endure. Pen. Who is the saint you serve ? Ith.
Page vi - I do not know where to find, in "any play, a catastrophe so grand, so solemn, and so surprising, as in this. This is indeed, according to Milton, to describe high passions and high actions. The fortitude of the Spartan boy, who let a beast gnaw out his bowels till he died, without expressing a groan, is a faint bodily image of this dilaceration of the spirit, and exenteration" of the inmost mind, which Calantha, with a holy violence against lier nature, keeps closely covered, till the last duties...
Page 10 - Whom art had never taught clefs, moods, or notes, Should vie with him for mastery, whose study Had busied many hours to perfect practice : To end the controversy, in a rapture Upon his instrument he plays so swiftly, So many voluntaries, and so quick, That there was curiosity and cunning...
Page 458 - I expect No less than what severity calls justice, And politicians safety; let such beg As feed on alms, but if there can be mercy In a protested enemy, then may it Descend to these poor creatures, whose engagements, To th...