Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakspeare. With Notes, المجلد 1E. Moxon, 1835 |
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الصفحة 11
... thy son murder'd ? Pain . Ay , sir . Hier . So was mine . How dost thou take it ? art thou not sometime mad ? Is there no tricks that come before thine eyes ? Pain . O lord , yes , sir . Hier . Art a painter ? canst paint me a tear , a ...
... thy son murder'd ? Pain . Ay , sir . Hier . So was mine . How dost thou take it ? art thou not sometime mad ? Is there no tricks that come before thine eyes ? Pain . O lord , yes , sir . Hier . Art a painter ? canst paint me a tear , a ...
الصفحة 17
... Art thou now pleas'd ? Or wert thou now disturb'd I'll wage all Spain To one sweet kiss , this is some new device To make me fond and long . Oh , you men Have tricks to make poor women die for you . Eleaz . What , die for me ? Away ...
... Art thou now pleas'd ? Or wert thou now disturb'd I'll wage all Spain To one sweet kiss , this is some new device To make me fond and long . Oh , you men Have tricks to make poor women die for you . Eleaz . What , die for me ? Away ...
الصفحة 19
... thou in crimson jollity shall bathe Thy limbs as black as mine , in springs of blood Still gushing from the conduit ... art Are fixed his piercing c 2 TAMBURLAINE THE GREAT . 19.
... thou in crimson jollity shall bathe Thy limbs as black as mine , in springs of blood Still gushing from the conduit ... art Are fixed his piercing c 2 TAMBURLAINE THE GREAT . 19.
الصفحة 28
... thou art fondly led , They pass not for thy frowns as late they did , But seek to make a new - elected king ; Which fills my mind with strange despairing thoughts , Which thoughts are martyred with endless torments , And in this torment ...
... thou art fondly led , They pass not for thy frowns as late they did , But seek to make a new - elected king ; Which fills my mind with strange despairing thoughts , Which thoughts are martyred with endless torments , And in this torment ...
الصفحة 31
... thou this . Still fear I , and I know not what's the cause , But every joint shakes as I give it thee . O if thou ... art thou come ? Light . To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis , come . Edw . I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist ...
... thou this . Still fear I , and I know not what's the cause , But every joint shakes as I give it thee . O if thou ... art thou come ? Light . To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis , come . Edw . I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist ...
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Alaham beauty blessing blood breath brother Cæsar Calica Clor COMEDY Corb Court crown curse dare daughter dead dear death dost doth Duch earth eyes fair father Faustus fear FRANCIS BEAUMONT GEORGE CHAPMAN give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven hell Heywood honour hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss Lady leave live look Lord Madam maid methinks mistress Moth mother ne'er never night noble Ovid passion Peneus Phao PHILIP MASSINGER pity play pleasure poor pray Prince Queen revenge rich Sapho Shakspeare shame shew sister sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts Thyestes thyself TRAGEDY true twas unto virtue weep what's Whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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الصفحة 33 - Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep I never wake ; This fear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come? Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, come. Enter Matrevis and Gurney. Edw. I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul.
الصفحة 245 - 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.
الصفحة 97 - There is no danger to a man that knows What life and death is; there's not any law Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful That he should stoop to any other law.
الصفحة 45 - O, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. (Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean- — ne'er be found.
الصفحة 39 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command. Emperors and kings Are but...
الصفحة 44 - 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!
الصفحة 2 - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by...
الصفحة 10 - Here be grapes, whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good. Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus ; nuts more brown Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them...
الصفحة 24 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows ; 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...
الصفحة 29 - But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day? My nobles rule, I bear the name of king; I wear the crown, but am...