Specimens of English dramatic poets. New ed. (2 pt. in 1 v.)W. P. Hazard, 1857 |
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الصفحة 1
... nothing sure , save only of the death , To whom both man and all the world doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , PART I. 2 Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The.
... nothing sure , save only of the death , To whom both man and all the world doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , PART I. 2 Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The.
الصفحة 2
... hand to slay her only son ? But out ( alas ) these eyes beheld the same , They saw the dreary sight , and are become Most ruthful records of the bloody fact . Porrex , alas , is by his mother slain , And with her hand , a woful thing to ...
... hand to slay her only son ? But out ( alas ) these eyes beheld the same , They saw the dreary sight , and are become Most ruthful records of the bloody fact . Porrex , alas , is by his mother slain , And with her hand , a woful thing to ...
الصفحة 3
... hand The sudden streams of blood , that flushed fast Out of the gaping wound : O what a look , O what a ruthful ... hands , to heaven he cast his sight ; And streight , pale death pressing within his face , * Twinkling of the eye ...
... hand The sudden streams of blood , that flushed fast Out of the gaping wound : O what a look , O what a ruthful ... hands , to heaven he cast his sight ; And streight , pale death pressing within his face , * Twinkling of the eye ...
الصفحة 4
... hand , By which , alas , so heinous crime was wrought ; - O queen of adamant , O marble breast , If not the favor of his comely face If not his princely chear and countenance , His valiant active arms , his manly breast , If not his ...
... hand , By which , alas , so heinous crime was wrought ; - O queen of adamant , O marble breast , If not the favor of his comely face If not his princely chear and countenance , His valiant active arms , his manly breast , If not his ...
الصفحة 5
... hand the brother slays . When blood thus shed doth stain this heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even moveth from his place With wrath to wreak ; then sends he forth with speed The dreadful Furies ...
... hand the brother slays . When blood thus shed doth stain this heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even moveth from his place With wrath to wreak ; then sends he forth with speed The dreadful Furies ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica Camena Carracus cheek Clor Corb court curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven hell honor hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN FORD JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady leave live look lord Madam methinks Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity pleasure poison poor pray Queen revenge Shakspeare shame sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself tongue TRAGEDY true twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 26 - 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.
الصفحة 27 - Edw. 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.
الصفحة 36 - ... spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make 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! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!
الصفحة 19 - I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits, Musicians, that with touching of a string May draw the pliant king which way I please: Music and poetry is his delight; Therefore I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows...
الصفحة 163 - They are foul anomalies, of whom we know not whence they are sprung, nor whether they have beginning or ending. As they are without human passions, so they seem to be without human relations. They come with thunder and lightning, and vanish to airy music. This is all we know of them. Except Hecate, they have no names, which heightens their mysteriousness.
الصفحة 162 - Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may! Titty, Tiffin, Keep it stiff in; Firedrake, Puckey, Make it lucky; Liard, Robin, You must bob in. Round, around, around, about, about! All ill come running in, all good keep out!
الصفحة 113 - When no breath troubles them. Believe me, boy, Care seeks out wrinkled brows and hollow eyes, And builds himself caves, to abide in them.
الصفحة 104 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
الصفحة 202 - What would it pleasure me to have my throat cut With diamonds ? or to be smothered With cassia? or to be shot to death with pearls? I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exits...
الصفحة 64 - tis the soul of peace : Of all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him, was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit : The first true gentleman, that ever breathed.