Specimens of English dramatic poetsJ.M. Dent & Company, 1903 |
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... hand . From what I have said the Reader will infer , I hope , that the titular Editor has had very little to do with the labour of producing these two volumes in their present form , and is therefore entitled to no part of the praise ...
... hand . From what I have said the Reader will infer , I hope , that the titular Editor has had very little to do with the labour of producing these two volumes in their present form , and is therefore entitled to no part of the praise ...
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... hand at dates ; and for any biography of the Dramatists , I must refer to writers who are more skilful in such matters . My business is with their poetry only . Your well - wisher , C. LAMB . January 27 , 1827 . SPECIMENS OF ENGLISH ...
... hand at dates ; and for any biography of the Dramatists , I must refer to writers who are more skilful in such matters . My business is with their poetry only . Your well - wisher , C. LAMB . January 27 , 1827 . SPECIMENS OF ENGLISH ...
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... sort against your heart prevail , Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The armed breast , where force doth light in vain . Gorb . Many can yield right grave and sage advice Of patient sprite to others wrapped in woe , And 5 ...
... sort against your heart prevail , Than as the naked hand , whose stroke assays The armed breast , where force doth light in vain . Gorb . Many can yield right grave and sage advice Of patient sprite to others wrapped in woe , And 5 ...
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... hand to slay her only son ? But out , alas ! these eyes beheld the same , They saw the dreary sight , and are become Most ruthful records of the bloody fact . Porrex , alas ! is by his mother slain , And with her hand , a woful thing to ...
... hand to slay her only son ? But out , alas ! these eyes beheld the same , They saw the dreary sight , and are become Most ruthful records of the bloody fact . Porrex , alas ! is by his mother slain , And with her hand , a woful thing to ...
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... hand , The sudden streams of blood that flushed fast Out of the gaping wound . O what a look , O what a ruthful ... hands , to heaven he cast his sight , And straight pale death pressing within his face , The flying ghost his mortal ...
... hand , The sudden streams of blood that flushed fast Out of the gaping wound . O what a look , O what a ruthful ... hands , to heaven he cast his sight , And straight pale death pressing within his face , The flying ghost his mortal ...
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Страница 302 - Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may! Titty, Tiffin, Keep it stiff in; Firedrake, Puckey, Make it lucky; Liard, Robin, You must bob in. Round, around, around, about, about! All ill come running in, all good keep out!
Страница 64 - I see my tragedy written in thy brows. Yet stay a while, forbear thy bloody hand, And let me see the stroke before it comes, That even then when I shall lose my life, My mind may be more steadfast on my God. Light. What means your highness to mistrust me thus ! Edw.
Страница 46 - 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...
Страница 56 - Barabas is a mere monster brought in with a large painted nose to please the rabble. He kills in sport, poisons whole nunneries, invents infernal machines. He is just such an exhibition as a century or two earlier might have been played before the Londoners " by the royal command," when a general pillage and massacre of the Hebrews had been previously resolved on in the cabinet.
Страница 159 - 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.
Страница 45 - If we say that we have' no sin we deceive ourselves, and there's no truth in us." Why, then, belike we must sin, and so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death. What doctrine call you this, Che ser& sera, "What will be, shall be?
Страница 69 - My love is fair, my love is gay, As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid's curse: They that do change old love for new, Pray Gods they change for worse.
Страница 303 - Shakspeare have neither child of their own, nor seem to be descended from any parent. They are foul anomalies, of whom we know not whence they are sprung, nor whether they have beginning or ending. As they are without human passions, so they seem to be without human relations. They come with thunder and lightning, and vanish to airy music. This is all we know of them. Except Hecate, they have no names ; which heightens their mysteriousness.
Страница 155 - I'll change All that is metal, in my house, to gold: And, early in the morning, will I send To all the plumbers and the pewterers, And buy their tin and lead up ; and to Lothbury For all the copper.
Страница 151 - s there ? CORVINO, a Merchant, enters. Mos. Signior Corvino ! come most wish'd for ! O, How happy were you, if you knew it, now ! Corv. Why ? what ? wherein ? Mos. The tardy hour is come, sir. Corv. He is not dead ? Mos. Not dead, sir, but as good ; He knows no man. Corv. How shall I do then ? Mos. Why, sir ? Corv.