A Select Collection of Old Plays: Greenes Tu quoque; or the city gallant Albumazar; A woman kill'd with kindness; A match at midnight; Fuimus Troes. The true TrojansSeptimus Prowett, 23, Old Bond Street., 1825 - English drama |
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... soul ! Tho ' you get nothing , a delight to crave . One will not hurt my lip , which you may take , Not for your love , but for your absence sake . So farewel , sir . [ Exit Gartred . Geraldine . O ! fare thee well , fair regent of ...
... soul ! Tho ' you get nothing , a delight to crave . One will not hurt my lip , which you may take , Not for your love , but for your absence sake . So farewel , sir . [ Exit Gartred . Geraldine . O ! fare thee well , fair regent of ...
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... soul up to felicity . Enter GARTRED and JoICE aloft . Joice . Do you hear , sir ? Gartred . Why , sister , what will you do ? Joice . By my maidenhead , an oath which I ne'er took in vain , either go down and comfort him , or I'll call ...
... soul up to felicity . Enter GARTRED and JoICE aloft . Joice . Do you hear , sir ? Gartred . Why , sister , what will you do ? Joice . By my maidenhead , an oath which I ne'er took in vain , either go down and comfort him , or I'll call ...
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... soul , he is gone , and we must all follow him . Bubble . Aye , aye , he's gone , sir Lionel , he's gone . Sir Lionel . Why , tho ' he be gone , what then ? ' tis not you that can fetch him back again , with all your cunning . It must ...
... soul , he is gone , and we must all follow him . Bubble . Aye , aye , he's gone , sir Lionel , he's gone . Sir Lionel . Why , tho ' he be gone , what then ? ' tis not you that can fetch him back again , with all your cunning . It must ...
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... soul , be- fore she died . " 6 26 Pimlico , ] at Hogsden . See Pimlyco or Runne Red Cap . a mad world at Hogsdon . " 4to . 1609 . " Tis By the following passage in The Alchemist , A. 5 , S. 2. it seems as tho ' Pymlico had been the name ...
... soul , be- fore she died . " 6 26 Pimlico , ] at Hogsden . See Pimlyco or Runne Red Cap . a mad world at Hogsdon . " 4to . 1609 . " Tis By the following passage in The Alchemist , A. 5 , S. 2. it seems as tho ' Pymlico had been the name ...
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... soul , I'll not break from you . Thou strumpet , that wer't born to ruin men , My fame , and fortune , be subject to my curse , And hear me speak it : -May'st thou in thy youth Feel the sharp whip , and in thy beldam age The cart : when ...
... soul , I'll not break from you . Thou strumpet , that wer't born to ruin men , My fame , and fortune , be subject to my curse , And hear me speak it : -May'st thou in thy youth Feel the sharp whip , and in thy beldam age The cart : when ...
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Albumazar Alexander Ancient Androgeus Anne Antonio Armellina astrologer Belinus Bevilona Bloodhound Brennus brother Bubble Cæsar Captain Cassibelanus CHARLES MOUNTFORD Coote Cranwell Cricca death doth Ear-lack Enter Eugenio Eulinus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Flavia Frankford Furbo Gartred gentleman Geoffrey of Monmouth Geraldine give gleek hand Harpax hast hath hear heart Hirildas Honest Whore honour is't Jarvis Jenkin Joice King kiss Lelio Longfield look Maid married Master mistress Moll musick ne'er Nennius never Nicholas night on't Pandolfo play pr'ythee pray Pursenet quarto quoque Randall Rash rogue Rollano Ronca Scattergood SCENE Serjeant servant Shafton shalt Sir Charles Sir Francis Sir Lionel sirrah sister soul speak Spendall Staines stay Sulpitia Susan sweet tell thee there's thou Tickleman tongue Trincalo unto Volusenus wench Wendoll whore Widow William Rowley word Zounds
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Page 111 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.
Page 396 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 251 - As much as is my service, or my life Is worth. All this I know; but this, and more, More by a thousand dangers, could not hire me To smother such a heinous wrong from you. I saw, and I have said.
Page 255 - In thy false dealing thou hast robb'd my heart. Booty you play, I like a loser stand, Having no heart or here, or in my hand. I will give o'er the set, I am not well.
Page 240 - ... me of; All which the envious Acton made me spend : And, notwithstanding all this large expense, I had much ado to gain my liberty ; And I have only now a house of pleasure With some five hundred pounds reserv'd, Both to maintain me and my loving sister.
Page 285 - Who, tho' with much ado to get belief, Examining of the general circumstance, Seeing your sorrow and your penitence, And hearing therewithal the great desire You have to see him ere you left the world, He gave to us his faith to follow us ; And sure he will be here immediately.
Page 266 - Why, God make my mistress an honest woman! are not these good words ? Pray God my new master play not the knave with my old master ! is there any hurt in this?
Page 243 - I will not speak to wrong a g-entleman Of that good estimation, my kind friend : I will not ; zounds ! I will not. I may choose, And I will choose. Shall I be so misled? Or shall I purchase to my father's crest The motto of a villain? If I say I will not do it, what thing can enforce me? What can compel me?
Page 256 - I have bethought me : get me by degrees The keys of all my doors, which I will mould In wax, and take their fair impression, To have by them new keys : this being compass'd, At a set hour a letter shall be brought me, And when they think they may securely play, They nearest are to danger. — Nick, I must rely Upon thy trust and faithful secrecy.
Page 272 - Nay, to wipe but this scandal out, I would hazard The rich and dear redemption of my soul. He cannot be so base as to forgive me, Nor I so shameless to accept his pardon.