The Works of Ben Jonson...: With Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical Memoir, المجلد 3G. and W. Nicol, 1816 |
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الصفحة 236
... Nan . [ within . ] It is the beauteous madam- Vol . Would - be -- is it ? Nan . The same . Vol . Now torment on me ! Squire her in ; For she will enter , or dwell here for ever : Nay , quickly . [ Retires to his couch . 236 THE FO X.
... Nan . [ within . ] It is the beauteous madam- Vol . Would - be -- is it ? Nan . The same . Vol . Now torment on me ! Squire her in ; For she will enter , or dwell here for ever : Nay , quickly . [ Retires to his couch . 236 THE FO X.
الصفحة 243
... some six years . Volp . Oh , oh , oh , oh , oh , oh ! Lady P. For we were coætanei , and brought up- Volp . Some power , some fate , some fortune rescue me ! 3 . Enter MOSCA . Mos . God save you , madam THE FOX . 243.
... some six years . Volp . Oh , oh , oh , oh , oh , oh ! Lady P. For we were coætanei , and brought up- Volp . Some power , some fate , some fortune rescue me ! 3 . Enter MOSCA . Mos . God save you , madam THE FOX . 243.
الصفحة 244
... madam ! Lady P. Good sir . Volp . Mosca ! welcome , Welcome to my redemption . Mos . Why , sir ? Volp . Oh , Rid me of this my torture , quickly , there ; My madam , with the everlasting voice : The bells , in time of pestilence , ne'er ...
... madam ! Lady P. Good sir . Volp . Mosca ! welcome , Welcome to my redemption . Mos . Why , sir ? Volp . Oh , Rid me of this my torture , quickly , there ; My madam , with the everlasting voice : The bells , in time of pestilence , ne'er ...
الصفحة 274
... Madam , Here is a gentleman , pray you , use him fairly ; He seems a youth , but he is Lady P. None . Sir P. Yes , one Has put his face as soon into the world- Lady P. You mean , as early ? but to - day ? Sir P. How's this ? Lady P. Why ...
... Madam , Here is a gentleman , pray you , use him fairly ; He seems a youth , but he is Lady P. None . Sir P. Yes , one Has put his face as soon into the world- Lady P. You mean , as early ? but to - day ? Sir P. How's this ? Lady P. Why ...
الصفحة 275
... madam , Come nearer to your aim . Lady P. Marry , and will , sir . Since you provoke me with your impudence , And laughter of your light land - syren here , Your Sporus , your hermaphrodite- Per . What's here ? Poetic fury , and ...
... madam , Come nearer to your aim . Lady P. Marry , and will , sir . Since you provoke me with your impudence , And laughter of your light land - syren here , Your Sporus , your hermaphrodite- Per . What's here ? Poetic fury , and ...
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الصفحة 168 - Such are thy beauties and our loves! Dear saint, Riches, the dumb God, that giv'st all men tongues; That canst do nought, and yet mak'st men do all things; The price of souls; even hell, with thee to boot, Is made worth heaven. Thou art virtue, fame, Honour, and all things else. Who can get thee, He shall be noble, valiant, honest, wise,— MOSCA.
الصفحة 345 - 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.
الصفحة 180 - You still are what you were, sir. Only you, Of all the rest, are he commands his love, And you do wisely to preserve it thus, With early visitation, and kind notes Of your good meaning to him, which, I know, Cannot but come most grateful. Patron ! sir ! Here's signior Voltore is come Volp.
الصفحة 238 - I'm all for music, save, in the forenoons, An hour or two for painting. I would have A lady, indeed, to have all letters and arts, Be able to discourse, to write, to paint, But principal, as Plato holds, your music, And so does wise Pythagoras, I take it, Is your true rapture : when there is concent ' In face, in voice, and clothes : and is, indeed, Our sex's chiefest ornament.
الصفحة 195 - Puh! nor your diamond. What a needless care Is this afflicts you? Is not all here yours? Am not I here, whom you have made your creature?
الصفحة 218 - This three weeks, all my advices, all my letters, They have been intercepted. Per. Indeed, sir ! Best have a care. Sir P. Nay, so I will. Per. This knight, I may not lose him, for my mirth, till night.
الصفحة 252 - Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor household spies? Or his easier ears beguile, Thus removed by our wile? 'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal, But the sweet thefts to reveal: To be taken, to be seen, These have crimes accounted been.
الصفحة 344 - ... the time, as they call them : cry down, or up, what they like or dislike in a brain or a fashion, with most masculine, or rather hermaphroditical authority ; and every day gain to their college some new probationer.
الصفحة 190 - Your knowledge is no better than your ears, sir. Corb. I do not doubt to be a father to thee. Mos. Nor I to gull my brother of his blessing. Corb. I may ha' my youth restored to me, why not ? Mos.
الصفحة 191 - Can be more frequent with them, their limbs faint, Their senses dull, their seeing, hearing, going, All dead before them ; yea, their very teeth, Their instruments of eating, failing them...