Specimens of English Dramatic Poets who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare: With NotesWiley & Putnam, 1845 - 466 páginas |
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... thee . Ah noble prince , how oft have I beheld Thee mounted on thy fierce and trampling steed , Shining in armor bright before the tilt , And with thy mistress ' sleeve tied on thy helm , There charge thy staff , to please thy lady's ...
... thee . Ah noble prince , how oft have I beheld Thee mounted on thy fierce and trampling steed , Shining in armor bright before the tilt , And with thy mistress ' sleeve tied on thy helm , There charge thy staff , to please thy lady's ...
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... thee to be Pedro , and he Jaques . I'll prove it to thee ; and were I mad , how could I ? Where was she the same night , when my Horatio was murder'd ? She should have shone : search thou the book : Had the moon shone in my boy's face ...
... thee to be Pedro , and he Jaques . I'll prove it to thee ; and were I mad , how could I ? Where was she the same night , when my Horatio was murder'd ? She should have shone : search thou the book : Had the moon shone in my boy's face ...
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... thee , Thy body smoother than this waveless spring , And purer than the substance of the same , Can creep through that his * lances cannot pierce . Thou and thy sister soft and sacred Air , Goddess of life , and governess of health ...
... thee , Thy body smoother than this waveless spring , And purer than the substance of the same , Can creep through that his * lances cannot pierce . Thou and thy sister soft and sacred Air , Goddess of life , and governess of health ...
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... thee Jove , shall wait upon thy cup And fill thee nectar : their enticing eyes Shall serve as crystal , wherein thou may'st see To dress thyself ; if thou wilt smile on me . Smile on me ; and with coronets of pearl And bells of gold ...
... thee Jove , shall wait upon thy cup And fill thee nectar : their enticing eyes Shall serve as crystal , wherein thou may'st see To dress thyself ; if thou wilt smile on me . Smile on me ; and with coronets of pearl And bells of gold ...
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... thee weak ; The murmuring commons , overstretched , break . Lan . Look for rebellion , look to be depos'd ; Thy ... thee embassadors ? Mort . Who loves thee , but a sort of flatterers ? Lan . Thy gentle queen , sole sister to Valoys ...
... thee weak ; The murmuring commons , overstretched , break . Lan . Look for rebellion , look to be depos'd ; Thy ... thee embassadors ? Mort . Who loves thee , but a sort of flatterers ? Lan . Thy gentle queen , sole sister to Valoys ...
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica Carracus Clor Corb court curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran FRANCIS BEAUMONT give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven hell honor hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady leave live look lord lov'd 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 there's 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
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Página 32 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command : emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds ; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man, A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, tire thy brains to gain a deity.
Página 33 - I'll have them read me strange philosophy And tell the secrets of all foreign kings; I'll have them wall all Germany with brass, And make swift Rhine circle fair Wittenberg; I'll have them fill the public schools with silk...
Página 174 - Yes, as rocks are, When foamy billows split themselves against Their flinty ribs ; or as the moon is moved, When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her brightness.
Página 108 - Why, gentle boy, I find no fault at all In thy behaviour. Bel. Sir, if I have made A fault in ignorance, instruct my youth : I shall be willing, if not apt, to learn ; Age and experience will adorn my mind With larger knowledge ; and if I have done A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once. What master holds so strict a hand Over his boy, that he will part with him Without one warning ? Let me be corrected, To break my stubbornness, if it be so, Rather than turn me off; and I shall mend.
Página 30 - He surfeits on the cursed necromancy. Nothing so sweet as magic is to him, Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss, And this the man that in his study sits.
Página 102 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Página 34 - O, no end is limited to damned souls. Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or, why is this immortal that thou hast? Ah, Pythagoras' metempsychosis, were that true, This soul should fly from me, and I be changed Unto some brutish beast.
Página 167 - In those unsightly rings - then 'twas a face So far beyond the artificial shine Of any woman's bought complexion, That the uprightest man (if such there be That sin but seven times a day) broke custom, And made up eight with looking after her. O, she was able to ha...
Página 84 - For I do mean To have a list of wives and concubines, Equal with Solomon, who had the stone Alike with me ; and I will make me a back With the elixir, that shall be as tough As Hercules, to encounter fifty a night.
Página 34 - Stand still, you ever-moving 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!© The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The devil will come, and Faustus must be damn'd.