A Select Collection of Old Plays, 2권R. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1744 |
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Achmat againſt Alex Alexander Apel Baldock Balt Balthazar becauſe Belimperia Bifh brother brothers blood Caft Camena Campafpe caufe cauſe counfel crown death defire Diog Diogenes dooth doth earl elfe Enter Eubulus Exeunt fafe falfe fame father fear feek feem Ferrex fhall fhew fhould firft firſt flain fome fonne forrow foul fovereign fpeak ftate ftay ftill fubject fuch fweet fword Gavefton Gorboduc grace hart hate hath heart heaven Hepheftion Hieronimo himſelf honour Horatio Ifabel juftice king live lord Lorenzo madam majefty Manes Mort Mortimer muft Muftapha murder muſt myſelf noble paffion Pedringano pleaſe pleaſure Porrex Portugal prefent prince Queen reafon realme reft revenge Roffa Scen ſhall Solym Solyman Spen Spencer ſtate ſtay ſtill tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou Timoclea unto whofe whoſe
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121 페이지 - And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
189 페이지 - And there, in mire and puddle have I stood This ten days' space ; and lest that I should sleep, One plays continually upon a drum. They give me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distemper'd, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.
192 페이지 - And, seeing there was no place to mount up higher, Why should I grieve at my declining fall? — Farewell, fair queen; weep not for MOrtimer, That scorns the world, and, as a traveller, Goes to discover countries yet unknown.
257 페이지 - I am never better than when I am mad: then methinks I am a brave fellow; then I do wonders : but reason abuseth me, and there's the torment, there's the hell.
204 페이지 - It was, my liege, the prince of Portingale. KING. But what was he that on the other side Held him by th' arm, as partner of the prize?
140 페이지 - Tis not a black coat and a little band, A velvet-caped coat, faced before with serge, And smelling to a nosegay all the day, Or holding of a napkin in your hand, Or saying a long grace at a table's end, Or making low legs to a nobleman, Or looking downward with your eyelids close, And saying, " Truly, an't may please your honour...
120 페이지 - Is as Elysium to a new-come soul: Not that I love the city or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me die, And with the world be still at enmity.
231 페이지 - And to entrap thy life this train is laid. Advise thee therefore, be not credulous: This is devised to endanger thee...
253 페이지 - Was I so mad to bid you light your torches now ? Light me your torches at the mid of noon, Whenas the sun-god rides in all his glory ; Light me your torches then.
172 페이지 - Mortimer! who talks of Mortimer? Who wounds me with the name of Mortimer, That bloody man? — Good father, on thy lap Lay I this head, laden with mickle care. O, might I never ope these eyes again, Never again lift up this drooping head, O, never more lift up this dying heart!