Old English plays [ed. by C. W. Dilke].1815 |
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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 , Burn my poor heart asunder ; 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 , Burn my poor heart asunder ; Now it fries . Ariad . Sir , you are rustic , and no generous spirit To make calamity your merry theme . Beseech you leave me . Tit . Cupid ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
ANTIMON Ariad Bawd beauty Blan Bonavida Bonvile Capt Captain Cath Cent Chest Chester Clint Clown Cock command court crown Dalavel daughter death do't dost 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 Phean Pheander play pray Prince Princess Prud quarto reads queen Radagon Reig Reignald RICOT royal Scap 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 tongue Trumpets Twas unto Valladaura virtue wench what's Wife Winc woman worthy
Populárne pasáže
Strana 410 - Welch his Monmouth loves to wear, And of the same will brag too. Some love the rough, and some the smooth, Some great, and others small things ; But, oh, your lecherous Englishman, He loves to deal in all things.
Strana 317 - 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 19 - 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 138 - Cast from the windows, went by the ears about it ; The constable is call'd to atone the broil; Which done, and hearing such a noise within Of eminent shipwreck, enters the house, and finds them In this confusion : they adore his staff, And think it Neptune's trident ; and that he Comes with his Tritons (so they call'd his watch) To calm the tempest and appease the waves : And at this point we left them.
Strana 13 - 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 226 - And gav'st it me, whilst thou engag'd'st thy life : For which, if ever by like chance of war, Law's forfeiture, or our prerogative, Thy life come in like danger, here we swear By our earth's honours, and our hopes divine, As thou for us, we'll ours engage for thine.
Strana 142 - WIFE. Till that day come, you shall reserve yourself A single man; converse nor company With any wom-an, contract nor combine With maid or widow; which expected hour As I do wish not haste, so when it happens It shall not come unwelcome. You hear all; Vow this. Y. GER. By all that you have said, I swear. And by this kiss confirm. WIFE. You're now my brother; But then, my second husband. It could not have been done better. As in the passage from A...
Strana 141 - Your husband's old ; to whom my soul does wish A Nestor's age, so much he merits from me ; Yet if (as proof and nature daily teach, Men cannot always live, especially Such as are old and crazed) he be called hence, Fairly, in full maturity of time, And we two be reserv'd to after life ; Will you confer your widow-hood on me ? Wife.
Strana 135 - 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, cross-tides, Pirates, and storms, he brings so far, the other Here shipwrecks in the harbour.
Strana 102 - 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.