The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, المجلد 3 |
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You mean Sir Martin Mar - all : I am glad he has entrusted his passion with so
discreet a person . [ In a whisper . ] Sir John , let me entreat you to stay here , that
my have intelligence where to find us . Sir John . I shall obey you , madam .
You mean Sir Martin Mar - all : I am glad he has entrusted his passion with so
discreet a person . [ In a whisper . ] Sir John , let me entreat you to stay here , that
my have intelligence where to find us . Sir John . I shall obey you , madam .
الصفحة 46
Sir Mart . D'ye see , the point's ready ? Will you do nothing to save my life ? Warn
. Not in the least . Sir Mart . Farewell , hard - hearted Warner . Warn . Adieu , soft -
headed Sir Martin . Sir Mart . Is it possible ? Warn . Why don't you despatch , sir ...
Sir Mart . D'ye see , the point's ready ? Will you do nothing to save my life ? Warn
. Not in the least . Sir Mart . Farewell , hard - hearted Warner . Warn . Adieu , soft -
headed Sir Martin . Sir Mart . Is it possible ? Warn . Why don't you despatch , sir ...
الصفحة 74
Sir Martin , Sir Martin , take your man's counsel , and keep time with your music .
Sir Mart . [ Peeping . ] Hah ! What do you say , madam ? How does your ladyship
like my music ? Mill . O most heavenly ! just like the harmony of the spheres , that
...
Sir Martin , Sir Martin , take your man's counsel , and keep time with your music .
Sir Mart . [ Peeping . ] Hah ! What do you say , madam ? How does your ladyship
like my music ? Mill . O most heavenly ! just like the harmony of the spheres , that
...
الصفحة 75
Enter Sir John and Sir MARTIN ( having driven away the Bailiffs ) ; Sir MARTIN
flourishes his sword . Sir . Mart . Victoria ! Victoria ! What heart , Sir John ? you
have received no harm , I hope ? Sir John . Not the least ; I thank you , sir , for
your ...
Enter Sir John and Sir MARTIN ( having driven away the Bailiffs ) ; Sir MARTIN
flourishes his sword . Sir . Mart . Victoria ! Victoria ! What heart , Sir John ? you
have received no harm , I hope ? Sir John . Not the least ; I thank you , sir , for
your ...
الصفحة 91
At least , Sir Martin can do more than you , Mr Warner ; for he can make me a lady
, which you cannot my mistress . Sir Mart . I have lost nothing but my man , and ,
in fine , I shall get another . Mill . You'll do very well , Sir Martin , for you'll never ...
At least , Sir Martin can do more than you , Mr Warner ; for he can make me a lady
, which you cannot my mistress . Sir Mart . I have lost nothing but my man , and ,
in fine , I shall get another . Mill . You'll do very well , Sir Martin , for you'll never ...
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الصفحة 119 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
الصفحة 119 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ; Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
الصفحة 143 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change, Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them - Ding-dong, bell.
الصفحة 196 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
الصفحة 164 - Perhaps, sweet youth, when you behold her, you Will find you do not love her. HIP. I find already I love, because she is another woman. FERD. You cannot love two women both at once.
الصفحة 355 - Poets, like lovers, should be bold, and dare — They spoil their business with an over-care; And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.
الصفحة 388 - I'le lead you thence to melancholy Groves. And there repeat the Scenes of our past Loves: At night, I will within your Curtains peep; With empty arms embrace you while you sleep ; In gentle dreams I often will be by; And sweep along, before your closing eye.
الصفحة 99 - Eloquence, which uses to make a business of a Letter of Gallantry, an examen of a Farce; and, in short, a great pomp and ostentation of words on every trifle. This is certainly the Talent of that Nation, and ought not to be invaded by any other.
الصفحة 103 - Shakspeare's magic could not copied be ; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
الصفحة 186 - Blood calls for blood ; your Ferdinand shall die, And I, in bitterness, have sent for you, To have the sudden joy of seeing him alive, And then the greater grief to see him die.
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| العنوان | The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, المجلد 3 The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, John Dryden |
| المؤلف | John Dryden |
| الناشر | William Miller, 1808 |
| أصلي من | جامعة هارفارد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 10 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2007 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |