The Royal King, and Loyal Subject: A Woman Killed with Kindness, Τόμος 6Shakespeare society, 1850 - 168 σελίδες |
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The Royal King, and Loyal Subject. a Woman Killed with Kindness Thomas Heywood Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
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AUDLEY Bawd blood bounty bride brother Capt chaste Chest Chester Clin CLINTON Clown Cock command Court courtesy Cran Cripplegate dance daughter dear doth dower Enter Captain BONVILLE Enter Sir Exeunt Exit fair father favour fortunes Frank friends gelding Gent gentlemen give grace grief hand hate hath heart Heaven here's Heywood honour horse Host husband JENKIN Kath keep King's lady Lady Ma liege lord Lord CLINTON Lord Marshal MALBY married Marshal Master Cranwell Master Frankford Master Wendoll Match Mistress Frankford never NICHOLAS Nick noble old copy pardon play pray Prince Princess Queen ragged Roder scorn Servant SHAFTON Sir CHARLES MOUNTFORD Sir F Sir FRANCIS ACTON Sisly sister soul speak stand suit Susan sweet thee thine Thomas Heywood thou hast thou shalt Twas unto virtue Whore wife word Wrexham Zounds
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Σελίδα 117 - Within the red-leaved table of my heart. Fair, and of all beloved, I was not fearful Bluntly to give my life into your hand, And at one hazard all my earthly means. Go, tell your husband; he will turn me off, And I am then undone. I care not, I; 'Twas for your sake. Perchance in rage he'll kill me : I care not, 'twas for you. Say I incur The general name of villain through the world, Of traitor to my friend ; 1 c^re not, I. Beggary, shame, death, scandal, and reproach, For you I'll ha?ard all ; why,...
Σελίδα 161 - I'm now bound, I was so impudent to wish you here ; And once more beg your pardon. Oh ! good man. And father to my children, pardon me. Pardon, O pardon me : my fault so heinous is, That if you in this world forgive it not, Heaven will not clear it in the world to come. Faintness hath so...
Σελίδα 122 - To strike my soul through with thy piercing eye! I am enchanted; all my spirits are fled, And with one glance my envious spleen struck dead. Susan. Acton ! That seeks our blood ! Runs away.
Σελίδα 106 - You, sister, are my friend ; And, flying you, I shall pursue my end. Susan. Your company is as my eye-ball dear ; Being far from you, no comfort can be near ; Yet fly to save your life : what would I care To spend my future age in black despair, So you were safe ? and yet to live one week Without my brother Charles, through every cheek My streaming tears would downwards run so rank...
Σελίδα 157 - Go, break this lute upon my coach's wheel, As the last music that I e'er shall make, — Not as my husband's gift, but my farewell To all earth's joy; and so your master tell!
Σελίδα 156 - If you return unto your master, say (Though not from me ; for I am all unworthy To blast his name so with a strumpet's tongue) That you have seen me weep, wish myself dead : Nay, you may say too, for my vow is passed, Last night you saw me eat and drink my last.
Σελίδα 155 - I thank him ; he is kind, and ever was. All you that have true feeling of my grief, That know my loss, and have relenting hearts, Gird me about, and help me with your tears To wash my spotted sins ! My lute shall groan; It cannot weep, but shall lament my moan.