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... servants , and again in 1631 , 1665 , and 1672. In 1707 Nahum Tate published an alteration called Injured Love ; or , the Cruel Husband . Webster founded this play directly on the history of the Duke di Brachiano and his two wives , of ...
... servants , and again in 1631 , 1665 , and 1672. In 1707 Nahum Tate published an alteration called Injured Love ; or , the Cruel Husband . Webster founded this play directly on the history of the Duke di Brachiano and his two wives , of ...
الصفحة 66
... Servant . Bear this [ Writes . To the house of convertites , and watch your leisure To give it to the hands of Corombona , Or to the matron , when some followers Of Brachiano may be by . Away ! [ Exit Servant . He that deals all by ...
... Servant . Bear this [ Writes . To the house of convertites , and watch your leisure To give it to the hands of Corombona , Or to the matron , when some followers Of Brachiano may be by . Away ! [ Exit Servant . He that deals all by ...
الصفحة 67
... Servant . Serv . Yonder's Flamineo in conference With the matrona . - Let me speak with you ; I would entreat you to deliver for me This letter to the fair Vittoria . Matron . I shall , sir . Serv . With all care and secrecy : Hereafter ...
... Servant . Serv . Yonder's Flamineo in conference With the matrona . - Let me speak with you ; I would entreat you to deliver for me This letter to the fair Vittoria . Matron . I shall , sir . Serv . With all care and secrecy : Hereafter ...
الصفحة 77
... Servants , with several dishes covered . Stand , let me search your dish : who's this for ? Serv . For my Lord Cardinal Monticelso . Lod . Whose this ? Serv . For my Lord Cardinal of Bourbon . Fr. Am . Why doth he search the dishes ? to ...
... Servants , with several dishes covered . Stand , let me search your dish : who's this for ? Serv . For my Lord Cardinal Monticelso . Lod . Whose this ? Serv . For my Lord Cardinal of Bourbon . Fr. Am . Why doth he search the dishes ? to ...
الصفحة 78
... Servant . Serv . Vittoria , my lord , — Fran . de Med . Well , what of her ? Serv . Is fled the city , — Fran . de Med . Ha ! Serv . With Duke Brachiano . Fran . de Med . Fled ! vanni ? Where's the Prince Gio- Serv . Gone with his ...
... Servant . Serv . Vittoria , my lord , — Fran . de Med . Well , what of her ? Serv . Is fled the city , — Fran . de Med . Ha ! Serv . With Duke Brachiano . Fran . de Med . Fled ! vanni ? Where's the Prince Gio- Serv . Gone with his ...
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Antonio BELFOREST blood Borachio Bosola Brach BRACHIANO brother Card cardinal CARIOLA Cast Castabella Charl Charlemont CLAUDE JOSEPH DORAT court crown 8vo D'Am D'AMVILLE dead death Delio devil dost doth Duch duchess Duchess of Malfi duke Duke of Florence duke's e'en Edition Engravings Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fear Ferd Flam FLAMINEO for't Fran FRANCISCO DE MEDICIS Fres GEORGES OHNET give grace hast hath HAVELOCK ELLIS hear heart Heaven HIPPOLITO honour husband in't is't J. A. SYMONDS John Webster Julia kiss knave lady live look lord lordship lust madam MARCELLO Methinks Mont Montferrers murder ne'er never night noble on't PESCARA poison pray princes Re-enter revenge Revenger's Tragedy SCENE Sebas Servant sister Soquette soul sweet thee there's Thou art to't tragedy twas twill unto VENDICE villain What's Zanche
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الصفحة iv - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
الصفحة 111 - 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 robb'd) 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 210 - Not a whit : 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 97 - Oh thou soft natural death ! that art joint-twin To sweetest slumber !— no rough-bearded comet Stares on thy mild departure : the dull owl Beats not against thy casement : the hoarse wolf Scents not thy carrion. Pity winds thy corse, Whilst horror waits on princes.
الصفحة 209 - Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror. Strew your hair with powders sweet, Don clean linen, bathe your feet, And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck : 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day ; End your groan, and come away.
الصفحة 208 - Princes' images on their tombs do not lie as they were wont, seeming to pray up to heaven ; but with their hands under their cheeks (as if they died of the toothache) : they are not carved with their eyes fixed upon the stars ; but, as their minds were wholly bent upon the world, the selfsame way they seem to turn their faces.
الصفحة 146 - I remember. After these triumphs and this large expense, It's fit, like thrifty husbands, we inquire What's laid up for to-morrow. Ant. So please your beauteous excellence. Duch. Beauteous ! Indeed, I thank you : I look young for your sake ; You have ta'en my cares upon you.
الصفحة 3 - If it be objected this is no true dramatic poem, I shall easily confess it; non potes in nugas dicere plura meas Ipse ego quam dixi, willingly and not ignorantly in this kind have I faulted; for should a man present to such an auditory the most sententious tragedy that ever was written, observing all the critical laws, as height of style and gravity of person...
الصفحة 208 - Twas to bring you By degrees to mortification : Listen. Dirge. Hark, now every thing is still ; The screech-owl, and the whistler shrill, Call upon our dame aloud, And bid her quickly d'on her shroud.
الصفحة 213 - And what was the main cause ? her marriage, That drew a stream of gall quite through my heart. For thee, as we observe in tragedies That a good actor many times is curs'd For playing a villain's part, I hate thee for 't, And for my sake say thou hast done much ill, well.