The Thracian wonderRodwell and Martin, 1816 |
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Strana 14
... eyes this nine days . Tit . Muscod , come hither : what shall I give thee to put my brother Palemon from his dumps ? Clown . I do not know what you'll give me ; but promise what you will , I'm sure to be paid if I meddle with him he's ...
... eyes this nine days . Tit . Muscod , come hither : what shall I give thee to put my brother Palemon from his dumps ? Clown . I do not know what you'll give me ; but promise what you will , I'm sure to be paid if I meddle with him he's ...
Strana 18
... eyes , And not to speak , as you respect your vow . Pal . Oh , everlasting labyrinth ! Dear love , Recal this doom , and let me undergo Herculean labours : ' tis too great a woe To be debarr'd your sight ; rather command me To rip up ...
... eyes , And not to speak , as you respect your vow . Pal . Oh , everlasting labyrinth ! Dear love , Recal this doom , and let me undergo Herculean labours : ' tis too great a woe To be debarr'd your sight ; rather command me To rip up ...
Strana 29
... eyes Is never seen till fleshly passion dies . Phean . It seems then , sir , you do desire to die ? Soph . With full consent ; For life's a loathsome vale of misery . Phean . In which thou still shalt live : thy life we give , But doom ...
... eyes Is never seen till fleshly passion dies . Phean . It seems then , sir , you do desire to die ? Soph . With full consent ; For life's a loathsome vale of misery . Phean . In which thou still shalt live : thy life we give , But doom ...
Strana 40
... eyes ; those lips speak now methinks , and say , Come kiss me . How now , Tityrus ! the singing satire against all women , the madrigal - maker against good faces , beauty's despiser , are you in contemplation now ? I must not turn my ...
... eyes ; those lips speak now methinks , and say , Come kiss me . How now , Tityrus ! the singing satire against all women , the madrigal - maker against good faces , beauty's despiser , are you in contemplation now ? I must not turn my ...
Strana 41
... eyes , That shine celestial wonder ; From thence do flames arise , my poor heart asunder ; Burn Now it fries . Ariad . Sir , you are rustic , and no generous spirit To make calamity your merry theme . Beseech you leave me . Tit . Cupid ...
... eyes , That shine celestial wonder ; From thence do flames arise , my poor heart asunder ; Burn Now it fries . Ariad . Sir , you are rustic , and no generous spirit To make calamity your merry theme . Beseech you leave me . Tit . Cupid ...
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ANTIMON Ariad Bawd beauty Blan Bonavida Bonvile Capt Captain Cath Cent Chest Chester Clint Clown Cock command court crown Dalavel daughter death do't doth Enter EUSANIUS Exeunt Exit fair father fear Ferrers Gent gentleman Geraldine give grace hand hath hear heart heaven honour hope is't Isab King KING of SICILY lady live Lord Maid Marsh Marshal master mistress ne'er never noble Palemon pardon Petrocella Phean Pheander PINEDA play pray Prince Princess Prud quarto reads queen Radagon Reig Reignald RICOT royal Scap SCENE scorn Sebast servant shepherds Sicil Sicilian sister Soph Sophos Spain speak stand sweet tell thee there's thing THOMAS HEYWOOD thou hast Thrace Thracian TITYRUS Trumpets Twas unto Valladaura virtue what's Wife Winc woman worthy
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Strana 311 - Barons praised the bird, And for her courage she was peerless held. The Emperor, after some deliberate thoughts, Made her no less ; he caus'da crown of gold To be new fram'd, and fitted to her head, In honour of her courage : then the Bird, With great applause, was to the market-place In triumph borne ; where, when her utmost worth Had been proclaimed, the common executioner First by the King's command took off' her crown, And after with a sword struck off her head, As one no better than a noble...
Strana 134 - ... went by th' ears about it; The constable is called to atone the broil, Which done, and hearing such a noise within, Of imminent shipwreck, enters the house, and finds them In this confusion: they adore his staff, And think it Neptune's trident; and that he, Came with his Tritons, (so they call'd his watch) To calm the tempest, and appease the waves : And at this point we left them *. Clown.
Strana 9 - twixt our sense and reason makes divorce ; Love's a desire, that to obtain betime, We lose an age of years pluck'd from our prime ; Love is a thing to which we soon consent, As soon refuse, but sooner far repent. Then what must women be, that are the cause That love hath life ? that lovers feel such laws ? They're like the winds upon Lapanthae's shore, That still are changing : O, then love no more ! A woman's love is like that Syrian flower, That buds, and spreads, and withers in an hour.
Strana 30 - Now does jolly Janus greet your merriment; For since the world's creation, I never changed my fashion; 'Tis good enough to fence the cold: My hatchet serves to cut my firing yearly, My bowl preserves the juice of grape and barley: Fire, wine, and strong beer, Makes me live so long here, To give the merry new year a welcome in.
Strana 131 - Alferez." some lost their legs, whilst other of their wings were forc'd to fly ; the pioneer undermined nothing but pye-crust; and Wine. Enough, enough ! your wit hath play'd too long Upon our patience : Wife, it grieves me much, Both for the young and old man ; the one graces His head with care, endures the parching heat And biting cold, the terrors of the lands, And fears at sea in travel, only to gain Some competent estate to leave his son ; Whiles all that merchandise, through gulfs, crosstides,...
Strana 15 - ART thou gone in haste ? I'll not forsake thee ; Runn'st thou ne'er so fast, I'll o'ertake thee : O'er the dales, o'er the downs, Through the green meadows, From the fields through the towns, To the dim shadows. All along the plain, To the low fountains, Up and down again From the high mountains ; Echo then shall again Tell her I follow, And the floods to the woods, Carry my holla, holla ! Ce ! la ! ho ! ho ! hu ! OLD FATHER JANEVERE. NOW
Strana 205 - Who could be otherways, to leave a father So careful, and each way so provident ? To leave so many and such worthy friends ? To abandon your own country ? These are some ; Nor do I think you can be much the merrier For my sake. Y. Ger. Now your tongue speaks oracles ; For all the rest are nothing : 'tis for you— Only for you I cannot. Wife. So I thought; Why, then, have you been all this while so strange ? Why will you travel, suing a divorce Betwixt us of a love inseparable ; For here shall I...
Strana 98 - Actors," with some variations and additions. of that accurateness both in plot and style, that these more censorious days with greater curiosity acquire, I must thus excuse. That as plays were then, some fifteen or sixteen years ago, it was in the fashion.
Strana 133 - Fly, saith one, Up to the main top, and discover. He Climbs up the bed-post to the tester there, Reports a turbulent sea and tempest towards ; And wills them, if they'll save their ship and lives, To cast their lading over-board. At this All fall to work, and hoist into the street, As to the sea, what next came to...
Strana 104 - True it is that my plays are not exposed unto the world in volumes to bear the title of Works — as others; one reason is that many of them by shifting and change of companies have been negligently lost, others of them are still retained in the hands of some actors, who think it against their peculiar profit to have them come in print, and a third, that it never was any great ambition in me to be in this kind voluminously read.