The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb: Dramatic specimens and the Garrick playsMethuen & Company, 1904 |
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الصفحة ix
... earth By wonder - working summer were made one , Its fragrance were not sweeter in the sun , Its treasure - house of leaves were not more worth Than those wherefrom thy light of musing mirth Shone , till each leaf whereon thy pen would ...
... earth By wonder - working summer were made one , Its fragrance were not sweeter in the sun , Its treasure - house of leaves were not more worth Than those wherefrom thy light of musing mirth Shone , till each leaf whereon thy pen would ...
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... earth , Of 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 , Than as the naked hand whose stroke assays The ...
... earth , Of 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 , Than as the naked hand whose stroke assays The ...
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... earth , Cries out Horatio , where is my Horatio ? So that with extreme grief , and cutting sorrow , There is not left in him one inch of man : See here he comes . HIERONIMO enters . Hier . I pry thro ' every crevice of each wall , Look ...
... earth , Cries out Horatio , where is my Horatio ? So that with extreme grief , and cutting sorrow , There is not left in him one inch of man : See here he comes . HIERONIMO enters . Hier . I pry thro ' every crevice of each wall , Look ...
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... earth : I had a son , Whose least unvalued hair did weigh A thousand of thy sons , and he was murder'd . Pain . Alas , sir , I had no more but he . Hier . Nor I , nor I ; but this same one of mine Was worth a legion . But all is one ...
... earth : I had a son , Whose least unvalued hair did weigh A thousand of thy sons , and he was murder'd . Pain . Alas , sir , I had no more but he . Hier . Nor I , nor I ; but this same one of mine Was worth a legion . But all is one ...
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... earth's bowels to maintain the source , Play upon rubies , sapphires , chrysolites ; The brim let be embrac'd with ... earth to my desires , Verdure to earth , and to that verdure flowers , To flowers sweet odours , and to odours wings ...
... earth's bowels to maintain the source , Play upon rubies , sapphires , chrysolites ; The brim let be embrac'd with ... earth to my desires , Verdure to earth , and to that verdure flowers , To flowers sweet odours , and to odours wings ...
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Alaham beauty BEN JONSON blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Charles Lamb Clor COMEDY PUBLISHED Corb curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch earth extracts eyes fair father fear fire Fletcher GEORGE CHAPMAN give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven Heywood holy honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER King Lady Lamb Lamb's lines omitted live look Lord Madam maid Mermaid Series mistress ne'er Nennius never night noble Ordel Ovid passion Peneus PHILIP MASSINGER pity play pleasure poor pray Prince Queen RICHARD BROME scene Shakspeare shew sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword tears tell thee Thier thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS NABBS thou art thou hast thoughts Thyestes thyself tongue true Twas unto Violanta virtue weep whilst wife woman words worth
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الصفحة 601 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
الصفحة 293 - Tis less than to be born ; a lasting sleep, A quiet resting from all jealousy ; A thing we all pursue ; I know besides It is but giving over of a game That must be lost.
الصفحة 267 - Why? Do you think I fable with you? I assure you. He that has once the flower of the sun, The perfect ruby which we call elixir, Not only can do that, but by its virtue, Can confer honour, love, respect, long life, Give safety, valour: yea, and victory, To whom he will. In eight and twenty days, I'll make an old man of fourscore, a child.
الصفحة 21 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime : Stand still you watches...
الصفحة 182 - Detraction is the sworn friend to ignorance : for mine own part, I have ever truly cherished my good opinion of other men's worthy labours ; especially of that full and heightened...
الصفحة 179 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
الصفحة 54 - 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 breath'd.
الصفحة 582 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
الصفحة 341 - To my wish : we are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, — that were poor and trivial : In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you; nor shall you have One motive to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be yours too. Lav . You are a right kind father.
الصفحة 179 - Constantly. Bos. Do you not weep ? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out: The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens. Ferd. Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle: she died young.