A Select Collection of Old Plays: In Twelve Volumes, Zväzok 7Septimus Prowett, 1825 |
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... Sweet rascal ; if your love be as earnest as your protes- tation , you will meet me this night at supper : you know the rendezvous . There will be good company ; a noise of choice fidlers : 1 a fine boy , with an excellent voice ; very ...
... Sweet rascal ; if your love be as earnest as your protes- tation , you will meet me this night at supper : you know the rendezvous . There will be good company ; a noise of choice fidlers : 1 a fine boy , with an excellent voice ; very ...
Strana 21
... sweet Mrs. Tickleman , be concor dant ; reverence antiquity . Enter RASH , LONGFIELD , and SPENDALL . Rash . Save you , sweet creatures of beauty , save you : how now , old Beelzebub , how dost thou ? Sweatman . Beelzebub ! Beelzebub in ...
... sweet Mrs. Tickleman , be concor dant ; reverence antiquity . Enter RASH , LONGFIELD , and SPENDALL . Rash . Save you , sweet creatures of beauty , save you : how now , old Beelzebub , how dost thou ? Sweatman . Beelzebub ! Beelzebub in ...
Strana 28
... sweet sister . Joice . Come , come , let me go . Birds , that want the use of reason and speech , can couple together in one day ; and yet you that have both , cannot conclude in twenty . Gartred . Why , what good would it do you to ...
... sweet sister . Joice . Come , come , let me go . Birds , that want the use of reason and speech , can couple together in one day ; and yet you that have both , cannot conclude in twenty . Gartred . Why , what good would it do you to ...
Strana 45
... sweet musick in the ears of her To whom I send it as a messenger . Enter GARTRED aloft . [ Musick . Gartred . Sir , your musick is so good , that I must say I like it ; but the bringer so ill welcome , that I could be content to lose it ...
... sweet musick in the ears of her To whom I send it as a messenger . Enter GARTRED aloft . [ Musick . Gartred . Sir , your musick is so good , that I must say I like it ; but the bringer so ill welcome , that I could be content to lose it ...
Strana 48
... sweet , When he descended to th ' infernal vaults , To fetch again his fair Eurydice , As did thy sweet voice unto Geraldine . Gartred . I'll exercise that voice , since it doth please My better self , my constant Geraldine . Joice ...
... sweet , When he descended to th ' infernal vaults , To fetch again his fair Eurydice , As did thy sweet voice unto Geraldine . Gartred . I'll exercise that voice , since it doth please My better self , my constant Geraldine . Joice ...
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Albumazar Alexander Ancient Androgeus Anne Antonio Armellina astrologer Belinus Bevilona Bloodhound Brennus brother Bubble Cæsar Captain Cassibelanus CHARLES MOUNTFORD 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 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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Strana 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.
Strana 398 - 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.
Strana 260 - Fair mistress, as I understand your grief Doth grow from want, so I have here in store A means to furnish you, a bag of gold, Which to your hands I freely tender you. Susan. I thank you, Heavens! I thank you, gentle sir : God make me able to requite this favour.
Strana 245 - 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?
Strana 242 - I'm hurried to mine own destruction! There goest thou, the most perfect'st man That ever England bred a gentleman, And shall I wrong his bed? — Thou God of thunder! Stay, in thy thoughts of vengeance and of wrath, Thy great, almighty, and all-judging hand From speedy execution on a villain, A villain, and a traitor to his friend.
Strana 253 - 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.
Strana 257 - 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.
Strana 242 - ... 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.
Strana 271 - O God! that it were possible To undo things done; to call back yesterday! That Time could turn up his swift sandy glass, To untell the days, and to redeem these hours ! Or that the sun Could, rising from the west, draw his coach backward, Take from th...
Strana 270 - tis my master's, ('sblood ! that he makes me swear) I would have placed his action, enter'd there ; I would, I would. Re-enter FRANKFORD. Frank. Oh! oh! Nich. Master, 'sblood ! Master, master ! Frank. Oh, me unhappy ! I have found them lying Close in each other's arms, and fast asleep. But that I would not damn two precious souls. Bought with my Saviour's blood, and send them, laden With all their scarlet sins upon their backs, Unto a fearful judgment, their two lives Had met upon my rapier.