The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, Volume 9J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, 1750 |
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Page 73
... present ourselves , you'll with's Caffander ? Caf . And in Death be bleft To find ( 43 ) your Charity . Sop . Lyfimachus , - Lyfim . Madam . [ Exit . Sop . They will not mifs your Prefence , the fmall time Is spent in asking of a ...
... present ourselves , you'll with's Caffander ? Caf . And in Death be bleft To find ( 43 ) your Charity . Sop . Lyfimachus , - Lyfim . Madam . [ Exit . Sop . They will not mifs your Prefence , the fmall time Is spent in asking of a ...
Page 123
... present , Or affurances of ample Jointures . Tib . That to me is eafie , ( 29 ) But I must tell ye , Sir , - That rich Widows look for great Sums in prefent , Or affurances of ample Jointures . Tib . That to me is eafie , For inftantly ...
... present , Or affurances of ample Jointures . Tib . That to me is eafie , ( 29 ) But I must tell ye , Sir , - That rich Widows look for great Sums in prefent , Or affurances of ample Jointures . Tib . That to me is eafie , For inftantly ...
Page 180
... present Text Venturers . ( 12 ) Browze an Hour or two , ] The Text is from Mr. Theo- bala's Margin . I conjectured we should read Rouse , i . e . Carouse , but it is a Matter of no great Moment . Morning , Morning , the Rogues fleep ...
... present Text Venturers . ( 12 ) Browze an Hour or two , ] The Text is from Mr. Theo- bala's Margin . I conjectured we should read Rouse , i . e . Carouse , but it is a Matter of no great Moment . Morning , Morning , the Rogues fleep ...
Page 248
... present to your Affection , Cun . Ware that Arrow . Old K. Deliver me the truth now of your liking . Cun . I'm fpoil'd already , that fuch poor lean Game Should be found out as I am . Old K. Go fet to her , Sir ha , ha , ha , Cun . How ...
... present to your Affection , Cun . Ware that Arrow . Old K. Deliver me the truth now of your liking . Cun . I'm fpoil'd already , that fuch poor lean Game Should be found out as I am . Old K. Go fet to her , Sir ha , ha , ha , Cun . How ...
Page 267
... Present from Sir Gregory ? Clown . From my Master , the Worshipful , right Sir Gre- gory Fop . Neice . A Ruff ? and what might be his high Conceit In fending of a Ruff ? Clown . I think ( 23 ) he had Two Conceits in't , forfooth , too ...
... Present from Sir Gregory ? Clown . From my Master , the Worshipful , right Sir Gre- gory Fop . Neice . A Ruff ? and what might be his high Conceit In fending of a Ruff ? Clown . I think ( 23 ) he had Two Conceits in't , forfooth , too ...
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Page 453 - Given ear-rings we will wear, Bracelets of our lovers' hair, Which they on our arms shall twist, With their names carved on our wrist ; All the money that we owe We in tokens will bestow ; And learn to write, that, when...
Page 202 - Woman, they say, was only made of man : Methinks 'tis strange they should be so unlike ! It may be, all the best was cut away To make the woman, and the naught was left Behind with him...
Page 347 - Of other metal, fiery, quick, and active. Shall we take our fortune ? and, while our cold fathers (In whom long since their youthful heats were dead) Talk much of Mars, serve under Venus' ensigns, And seek a mistress ? Ces.
Page 501 - Ura. Feth, for love : I would not let you know till I was dying ; For you could not love me, my mother was so naught.
Page 44 - tis too much pride to send for her; We'll go ourself ; no honour is enough For Polidora, to redeem our fault: Salute her gently from me, and upon Your knee present her with this diadem ; 'Tis our first gift:— tell her Demetrius follows To be her...
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Page 101 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deaf ning clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Page 3 - tis become the title of our play, ' A woman once in a Coronation may ' With pardon speak the prologue, give as free ' A welcome to the theatre, as he ' That with a little beard, a long black cloak ' With a starch'd face and supple leg hath spoke ' Before the plays the [this] twelvemonth : let me then ' Present a welcome to these gentlemen.
Page 216 - Mother. Go, whimling, and fetch two or three grating loaves Out of the kitchen, to make gingerbread of.
Page 229 - For God's sake urge your faults no more, but mend ! All the forgiveness I can make you, is, To love you ; which I will do, and desire Nothing but love again ; which if I have not, Yet I will love you still.