Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare. With Notes, 1권E. Moxon, 1844 |
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... turn it to his good : But woe to him that fearing not to offend , Doth serve his lust , and will not see the end . [ The style of this old play is stiff and cumbersome , like the dresses of its times . There may be flesh and blood ...
... turn it to his good : But woe to him that fearing not to offend , Doth serve his lust , and will not see the end . [ The style of this old play is stiff and cumbersome , like the dresses of its times . There may be flesh and blood ...
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... turn it to a blaze of quenchless fire , Or like the snaky wreath of Tisiphon , Engirt the temples of his hateful head ; So shall not England's vines be perished , But Edward's name survive , though Edward dies . Lei . My lord , why ...
... turn it to a blaze of quenchless fire , Or like the snaky wreath of Tisiphon , Engirt the temples of his hateful head ; So shall not England's vines be perished , But Edward's name survive , though Edward dies . Lei . My lord , why ...
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... turn'd to steel , Will sooner sparkle fire than shed a tear . Yet stay , for rather than I will look on them , Here , here ; now sweet God of heav'n , Make me despise this transitory pomp , And sit for ever inthroniz'd in heav'n ! Come ...
... turn'd to steel , Will sooner sparkle fire than shed a tear . Yet stay , for rather than I will look on them , Here , here ; now sweet God of heav'n , Make me despise this transitory pomp , And sit for ever inthroniz'd in heav'n ! Come ...
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... turn to air , Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell . O soul , be chang'd into small water drops , And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found . Thunder , and enter the Devils . O mercy heaven , look not so fierce on me . Adders and ...
... turn to air , Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell . O soul , be chang'd into small water drops , And fall into the ocean ; ne'er be found . Thunder , and enter the Devils . O mercy heaven , look not so fierce on me . Adders and ...
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... turn the wenches off , And lay their dossers tumbling in the dust : The frank and merry London Prentices , That come for cream and lusty country cheer , Shall lose their way , and scrambling in the ditches All night , shall whoop and ...
... turn the wenches off , And lay their dossers tumbling in the dust : The frank and merry London Prentices , That come for cream and lusty country cheer , Shall lose their way , and scrambling in the ditches All night , shall whoop and ...
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Alaham Appius beauty blessing blood breath brother Cæsar Calica Camena Carracus cheek CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE Corb Corv dead dear death devil dost doth Duch DUCHESS OF MALFY earth eyes fair faith father Faustus fear fire give GORBODUC grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Hecate hell HONEST WHORE honor hope husband Jacin JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel Lady live look Lord Madam methinks Mont Moth mother murder Mustapha ne'er never night noble Ovid pardon passion pity pleasure poor pray prince prithee revenge rich scorn Shakspeare shame shew sister Solym sorrow soul speak spirit sweet Tamburlaine tears tell thee there's thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thoughts thyself tongue TRAGEDY true twas unto virtue weep what's Wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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192 페이지 - Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror. Strew your hair with powders sweet, Don clean linen, bathe your feet, And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck : 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day ; End your groan, and come away.
208 페이지 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole, To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm, And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
25 페이지 - I see my tragedy written in thy brows. Yet stay awhile ; forbear thy bloody hand, And let me see the stroke before it comes, That even then when I shall lose my life, My mind may be more steadfast on my God.
28 페이지 - Rather had I, a Jew, be hated thus Than pitied in a Christian poverty ; For I can see no fruits in all their faith, But malice, falsehood, and excessive pride, Which, methinks, fits not their profession.
32 페이지 - I'll have them read me strange philosophy And tell the secrets of all foreign kings; I'll have them wall all Germany with brass, And make swift Rhine circle fair Wittenberg; I'll have them fill the public schools with silk...
35 페이지 - Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!
193 페이지 - So I were out of your whispering. Tell my brothers That I perceive death, now I am well awake, Best gift is they can give or I can take. I would fain put off my last woman's fault, I'd not be tedious to you. . . . Pull, and pull strongly, for your able strength Must pull down Heaven upon me: — Yet stay; Heaven-gates are not so highly arched As princes' palaces; they that enter there Must go upon their knees.
30 페이지 - He surfeits on the cursed necromancy. Nothing so sweet as magic is to him, Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss, And this the man that in his study sits.
26 페이지 - O, if thou harbour'st murder in thy heart, Let this gift change thy mind, and save thy soul ! Know that I am a king : O, at that name I feel a hell of grief.
20 페이지 - Uncle, his wanton humour grieves not me; But this I scorn, that one so basely born Should by his sovereign's favour grow so pert, And riot it with the treasure of the realm. While soldiers mutiny for want of pay, He wears a lord's revenue on his back, And Midas-like, he jets...