The Works of Beaumont & Fletcher: The Text Formed from a New Collation of the Early Editions, Τόμος 11Edward Moxon, 1846 |
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... servants , to whom a valet of Lysandre had told his master's name ) .— The wounds of Lysandre and Clairange were healed at Paris : but the wound which the former had received from the beauty of Caliste con- tinued still to bleed ; and ...
... servants , to whom a valet of Lysandre had told his master's name ) .— The wounds of Lysandre and Clairange were healed at Paris : but the wound which the former had received from the beauty of Caliste con- tinued still to bleed ; and ...
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... servant to LYSANDER . JASPER , servant to DORILAUS . Friar . Novice . Ghost of the Host . Chamberlain , and Servants . CALISTA , wife to CLEANDER . OLINDA , a rich heiress . CLARINDA , waiting - woman to CALISTA . SCENE - The country ...
... servant to LYSANDER . JASPER , servant to DORILAUS . Friar . Novice . Ghost of the Host . Chamberlain , and Servants . CALISTA , wife to CLEANDER . OLINDA , a rich heiress . CLARINDA , waiting - woman to CALISTA . SCENE - The country ...
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... servants quake at , No rhetoric with her ; every hour she hangs out Some new flag of defiance to torment me : chain ] Worn formerly by stewards in great families . Compare vol . ix . 118 . Last Lent my lady call'd me her poor - John THE ...
... servants quake at , No rhetoric with her ; every hour she hangs out Some new flag of defiance to torment me : chain ] Worn formerly by stewards in great families . Compare vol . ix . 118 . Last Lent my lady call'd me her poor - John THE ...
Σελίδα 32
... servant , you Shall have the grace— Leon . Upon your knee receive it . [ MALFORT kneels . Clarin . And take it as a special favour from me— To tie my shoe . Malf . I am o'erjoy'd . [ Ties her shoe 32 24 [ ACT I. THE LOVERS ' PROGRESS .
... servant , you Shall have the grace— Leon . Upon your knee receive it . [ MALFORT kneels . Clarin . And take it as a special favour from me— To tie my shoe . Malf . I am o'erjoy'd . [ Ties her shoe 32 24 [ ACT I. THE LOVERS ' PROGRESS .
Σελίδα 37
... servants . Olin . I thus look With equal eyes on both ; either deserves A fairer fortune than they can in reason Hope for from me . From Lydian I expect , When I have made him mine , all pleasures that The sweetness of his manners ...
... servants . Olin . I thus look With equal eyes on both ; either deserves A fairer fortune than they can in reason Hope for from me . From Lydian I expect , When I have made him mine , all pleasures that The sweetness of his manners ...
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Alathe Alcidon ALGRIPE Alph Arcite Argire Beronte Caliste Clarangè Clarin CLARINDA Clean Cleandre Coun cousin dare Daugh daughter Diego Dorilas doth Editors of 1778 Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell fear folios Friar gentleman give hast hath hear heart Heartl Heartlove Heaven Hermaphroditus HIPPOLYTA honour Hostess Jailer Jove king kiss Knight Lady Leoc Leocadia Leon live lov'd Love's Pilgrimage Lucidan Lurc LURCHER Lydian Lysandre madam maid Malf Marc Marc-Antonio Maria MASON mistress ne'er never noble Noble Kinsmen Nurse nymph Old eds Olinde Palamon Pedro Phil PIRITHOUS Pray Prithee Queen Re-enter Sanc SCENE Servant Seward shew signior sweet sword Sympson tell Thebes thee Theod Theodosia There's Theseus thing thou art Toby Twas Twill unto Weber printed wench Wildb WILDBRAIN Wooer
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Σελίδα 502 - 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 ; then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone...
Σελίδα 492 - LIKE to the falling of a star, Or as the flights of eagles are, Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue, Or silver drops of morning dew, Or like a wind that chafes the flood, Or bubbles which on water stood : Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in and paid to-night.
Σελίδα 332 - fore bride and bridegroom's feet, Blessing their sense ! Not an angel of the air, Bird melodious or bird fair, Be absent hence ! The crow, the slanderous cuckoo, nor The boding raven, nor chough hoar, Nor chattering pie, May on our bride-house perch or sing, Or with them any discord bring, But from it fly! FROM
Σελίδα 372 - I have ventur'd for him ; And out I have brought him to a little wood A mile hence : I have sent him, where a cedar, Higher than all the rest, spreads like a plane...
Σελίδα 497 - Here's an acre sown indeed With the richest royallest seed That the earth did e'er suck in Since the first man died for sin: Here the bones of birth have cried, «Though gods they were, as men they died...
Σελίδα 413 - ... sight now! — we maids that have our livers perished, cracked to pieces with love, we shall come there, and do nothing all day long but pick flowers with Proserpine ; then will I make Palamon a nosegay ; then let him — mark me — then — Doctor.
Σελίδα 373 - I have done ; no, not so much as kiss'd me ; And that, methinks, is not so well ; nor scarcely Could I persuade him to become a freeman, He made such scruples of the wrong he did To me and to my father. Yet, I hope, When he considers more, this love of mine Will take more root within him : let him do What he will with me, so he use me kindly!
Σελίδα 403 - Of rushes that grew by, and to 'em spoke The prettiest posies, — " Thus our true love 's tied," " This you may loose, not me," and many a one ; And then she wept, and sung again, and sigh'd, And with the same breath smil'd, and kiss'd her hand.
Σελίδα 333 - To urn their ashes, nor to take th' offence Of mortal loathsomeness from the blest eye Of holy Phoebus ; but infects the winds With stench of our slain lords.
Σελίδα 356 - The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another ; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it : Summer shall come, and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.