The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher: Printed from the Text, 1±ÇJohn Stockdale, 1811 |
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... live accordingly ; and surely as he did exceedingly exalt the English language in eloquence , propriety and masculine expressions , so he was the judge of and fittest to prescribe rules to poetry and poets , of any man who had lived ...
... live accordingly ; and surely as he did exceedingly exalt the English language in eloquence , propriety and masculine expressions , so he was the judge of and fittest to prescribe rules to poetry and poets , of any man who had lived ...
xxxvi ÆäÀÌÁö
... live in an alley ; go , and tell him , that his soul lives in an " alley . " The bluntness of Jonson's temper might easily afford occasion for such a story to be made ; and there is an expression not unlike it , occurring in his works ...
... live in an alley ; go , and tell him , that his soul lives in an " alley . " The bluntness of Jonson's temper might easily afford occasion for such a story to be made ; and there is an expression not unlike it , occurring in his works ...
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... live upon the face of the earth again . 66 Mat . Indeed here are a number of fine speeches in this book 14. " O eyes , no eyes , but fountains fraught with tears ! " There's a conceit ! fountains fraught with tears ! " O life , no life ...
... live upon the face of the earth again . 66 Mat . Indeed here are a number of fine speeches in this book 14. " O eyes , no eyes , but fountains fraught with tears ! " There's a conceit ! fountains fraught with tears ! " O life , no life ...
10 ÆäÀÌÁö
... live , sir , note that ; come , put on your cloke , and we'll go to some private place , where you are acquainted , some tavern , or so and have a bit - I'll send for one of these fencers , and he shall breathe you , by my direction ...
... live , sir , note that ; come , put on your cloke , and we'll go to some private place , where you are acquainted , some tavern , or so and have a bit - I'll send for one of these fencers , and he shall breathe you , by my direction ...
11 ÆäÀÌÁö
... live ; I'll sit in a barn with madge - howlet , and catch mice first . Scavenger ? ' heart , and I'll go near to fill that huge tumbrel- slop of yours , with somewhat , an ' I have good luck your Garagantua breech can- not carry it away ...
... live ; I'll sit in a barn with madge - howlet , and catch mice first . Scavenger ? ' heart , and I'll go near to fill that huge tumbrel- slop of yours , with somewhat , an ' I have good luck your Garagantua breech can- not carry it away ...
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337 ÆäÀÌÁö - No doubt; he's that already. Mam. Nay, I mean, Restore his years, renew him, like an eagle, To the fifth age; make him get sons and daughters, Young giants; as our philosophers have done, The ancient patriarchs, afore the flood, But taking, once a week, on a knife's point, The quantity of a grain of mustard of it; Become stout Marses, and beget young Cupids.
137 ÆäÀÌÁö - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
491 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sheds itself through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good, of the elements
71 ÆäÀÌÁö - That the argument of his comedy might have been of some other nature, as of a duke to be in love with a countess, and that countess to be in love with the duke's son, and the son to love the lady's waiting-maid : some such cross wooing, with a clown to their servingman, better than to be thus near, and familiarly allied to the time.
vi ÆäÀÌÁö - He is a great lover and praiser of himself, a contemner and scorner of others, given rather to lose a friend than a jest, jealous of every word and action of those about him, (especially after drink, which is one of the elements in which he liveth...
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears; Yet slower, yet, O faintly gentle springs: List to the heavy part the music bears, Woe weeps out her division, when she sings. Droop herbs and flowers; Fall grief in showers, Our beauties are not ours; O, I could still, Like, melting snow upon some craggy hill, Drop, drop, drop, drop, Since nature's pride is, now, a withered daffodil.
236 ÆäÀÌÁö - O thou son of Sol, But brighter than thy father, let me kiss, With adoration, thee, and every relic Of sacred treasure in this blessed room...
354 ÆäÀÌÁö - MAM. Nay, in true being, The envy of princes and the fear of states. DOL. Say you so, Sir Epicure? MAM. Yes, and thou shalt prove it, Daughter of honour.
491 ÆäÀÌÁö - Have you marked but the fall of the snow, Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver, Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier ? Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white ! O so soft ! O so sweet is she ! n.
60 ÆäÀÌÁö - I do intend, this year of jubilee coming on, to travel: and because I will not altogether go upon expense, I am determined to put forth some five thousand pound, to be paid me five for one, upon the return of myself, my wife, and my dog from the Turk's court in Constantinople. If all or either of us miscarry in the journey, 'tis gone: if we be successful, why, there will be five and twenty thousand pound to entertain time withal.