The Works of the British Dramatists: Carefully Selected from the Original Editions with Biographical Notes, Etc., EtcW.W. Swayne, 1870 - 509페이지 |
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... poor homely man , as God made me . M. Merry . By the faith that I owe to God , sir , but ye be . Would I might , for your sake , spend a thousand pound land . R. Roister . I daresay thou wouldst have me to thy husband . M. Merry . Yea ...
... poor homely man , as God made me . M. Merry . By the faith that I owe to God , sir , but ye be . Would I might , for your sake , spend a thousand pound land . R. Roister . I daresay thou wouldst have me to thy husband . M. Merry . Yea ...
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... poor souls , they kiss the colours with their lips , with which before they were loth to taint their fingers . Alex . I will find it out . Page , go speedily for Apelles ; will him to come hither ; and when you see us earnestly in talk ...
... poor souls , they kiss the colours with their lips , with which before they were loth to taint their fingers . Alex . I will find it out . Page , go speedily for Apelles ; will him to come hither ; and when you see us earnestly in talk ...
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... poor handmaid will obey my lord . And do what seemeth favour in his sight . Cu . Then come , and do thy duty to his grace , [ Exit , below , with BETHSABE . Dav . Now comes my lover tripping like the roe , And brings my longings tangled ...
... poor handmaid will obey my lord . And do what seemeth favour in his sight . Cu . Then come , and do thy duty to his grace , [ Exit , below , with BETHSABE . Dav . Now comes my lover tripping like the roe , And brings my longings tangled ...
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... poor man's sheep , partly , poor man's store , 1 And dress'd it for this stranger in his house . What , tell me , shall be done to him for this ? Dav . Now , as the Lord doth live , this wicked man Is judg'd and shall become the child ...
... poor man's sheep , partly , poor man's store , 1 And dress'd it for this stranger in his house . What , tell me , shall be done to him for this ? Dav . Now , as the Lord doth live , this wicked man Is judg'd and shall become the child ...
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... poor Margaret , Or would he deign to wed a country lass , Friar , I would his humble handmaid be , And for great wealth quite him with courtesy . Bun . Why , Margaret , dost thou love him ? Mar. His personage , like the pride of ...
... poor Margaret , Or would he deign to wed a country lass , Friar , I would his humble handmaid be , And for great wealth quite him with courtesy . Bun . Why , Margaret , dost thou love him ? Mar. His personage , like the pride of ...
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120 페이지 - Her lips suck forth my soul, see where it flies! Come Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
108 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.
163 페이지 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace : Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
112 페이지 - Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? O, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands, Which strike a terror to my fainting soul!
l 페이지 - With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin. All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes. She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love! has she done this to thee? What shall, alas ! become of me?
317 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.
56 페이지 - He that ruleth over men must be just, ruling in the fear of God ; and he shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds ; as the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.
56 페이지 - Although my house be not so with God; yet he hath made with me an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things, and sure: for this is all my salvation, and all my desire, although he make it not to grow.
110 페이지 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command : emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds ; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man, A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, tire thy brains to gain a deity.
114 페이지 - And long ere this I should have slain myself, Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep despair, Have not I made blind Homer sing to me Of Alexander's love and CEnon's death? And hath not he that built the walls of Thebes With ravishing sound of his melodious harp, Made music with my Mephistophilis ? Why should I die then, or basely despair ? I am resolved.- Faustus shall ne'er repent— Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again, And argue of divine Astrology.