The dramatic works of ... George Granville |
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Strana 141
... Grat . Laughter and mirth be mine : Why should a man , whose blood is warm and young , Sit like his grandfire , cut in alabaster ! Sleep when he wakes , and creep into the jaundice , By being peevish ! I tell thee what , Antonio ! I ...
... Grat . Laughter and mirth be mine : Why should a man , whose blood is warm and young , Sit like his grandfire , cut in alabaster ! Sleep when he wakes , and creep into the jaundice , By being peevish ! I tell thee what , Antonio ! I ...
Strana 142
... Grat . and Lorenzo . Baffa . Gratiano fpeaks an infinite deal of nothing ; More than any man in all Venice . His reafons Are as two grains of wheat , hid in two bushels of chaff , You may feek all day ere you find ' em , and when You ...
... Grat . and Lorenzo . Baffa . Gratiano fpeaks an infinite deal of nothing ; More than any man in all Venice . His reafons Are as two grains of wheat , hid in two bushels of chaff , You may feek all day ere you find ' em , and when You ...
Strana 151
... Grat . Young , handfom , willing , with gold and jewels Plague on't , when fhall I have fuch luck ? Enter Jeffica , in the Balcony . Jeff . Who are you ? tell me for more certainty : Albeit , I fwear that I do know your voice , I love ...
... Grat . Young , handfom , willing , with gold and jewels Plague on't , when fhall I have fuch luck ? Enter Jeffica , in the Balcony . Jeff . Who are you ? tell me for more certainty : Albeit , I fwear that I do know your voice , I love ...
Strana 152
... Grat . Now , by my foul a Gentile , and no Jew , She robs her father with a Chriftian's grace . Lor . Befhrew me but I love her from my foul ! For fhe is fair , or elfe my eyes are falfe : And true fhe is . What proofs could she give ...
... Grat . Now , by my foul a Gentile , and no Jew , She robs her father with a Chriftian's grace . Lor . Befhrew me but I love her from my foul ! For fhe is fair , or elfe my eyes are falfe : And true fhe is . What proofs could she give ...
Strana 153
... Grat . Mine's a short health : here's to the fex in general : To woman , be fhe black , or brown , or fair : < Plump , flender , tall , or middle - statur'd · Let it be woman : and ' tis all I ask . Drink again . Mufic as before . Shyl ...
... Grat . Mine's a short health : here's to the fex in general : To woman , be fhe black , or brown , or fair : < Plump , flender , tall , or middle - statur'd · Let it be woman : and ' tis all I ask . Drink again . Mufic as before . Shyl ...
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Achilles afide againſt Agamemnon Airy Amadis Angelica Anto Antonio Arcab Arcabon Arcal Arcalaus arms Atrides Baff Baffa Baffanio Bellamour beſt bleffing Brifeis Chalcas charms chooſe Chru Chrufeis Clever Conft Conftantia Courtall curfe dear ducats Eurybates ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes fafe falfe fame fate feem fervants fhall fifters fight fince firſt flave fome fool foul Fred ftand ftill fuch fure fword give gods Grat Gratiano hand heart heaven himſelf honour juſt king lady Dorimen laſt leaſt loft lover Lucinda madam moſt mufic muſt myſelf Neft Neftor Neriffa never Oriana paffion paſt Patroclus pleaſe pleaſure Portia pow'r Prate prieſt reaſon rife ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould Shyl Shylock Sir Toby ſpeak ſtage ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrange Talthybius thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand Ulyf Ulyffes Vaunter woman worfe yourſelf
Populárne pasáže
Strana 148 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say Shylock, we would have moneys...
Strana 3 - Thine be the laurel then j thy blooming age Can beft, if any can, fupport the ftage ; Which fo declines, that fhortly we may fee Players and plays reduc'd to fecond infancy. Sharp to the world, but thoughtlefs of renown, They plot not on the ftage, but on the town, And, in defpair their empty pit to fill, Set up fome foreign monfter in a bill. Thus they jog on, ftill tricking, never thriving, And murd'ring plays, which they mifcal reviving. Our fenfe is nonfenfe, thro...
Strana 222 - Blame them who wound, and not your flave who dies: If we may love, then fure we may declare ; If we may not, ah ! why are you fo fair ? Who can unmov'd behold that heavenly face, Thofe radiant eyes, and that rcfiftlcfs grace i OK i AN A.
Strana 209 - What faid I not, upon the fatal night, When you avow'd your meditated flight ? ^Was it your love that prompted you to part, To leave me dying, and to break my heart ? See whom you fled, inhuman and ingrate, Repent your folly, but repent too late.
Strana 231 - Love had been yours, to die had been my part : Thus Fate divides the prize; though Beauty's mine, Yet Fame, our other mistress, is more thine.
Strana 228 - Wrong not my virtue, to fuppofe that I Can grant to love, what duty muft deny ; A father's will is wanting, and my...
Strana 211 - Frefti from her Wound: Pale Horror and Affright Seiz'd the falfe Man, confounded at the Sight, Trembling he gaz'd...
Strana 230 - sa burthen to himfelf and you, Fate and the king all other means deny To fet you free, but that Conftantius die : A Roman arm had play'da...
Strana 211 - Banifh'd from joy, from empire, and from light; In death involve me, and in endlefs night, But keep— that odious objeft— from my fight.
Strana 200 - Friendfhip, efteem, be yours ; bereft before Of all my love, what can I offer more ? Your rival's image in your worth I view, And what I lov'd in him, efteem in you ; Had your complaint been...