Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Том 1G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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... she born ? speak ; tell me . ARI . Sir , in Argier . PRO . O , was the fo ? I muft , Once in a month , recount what thou hast been , Which thou forget'ft . This damn'd witch , Sycorax , For mischiefs manifold , and forceries terrible To ...
... she born ? speak ; tell me . ARI . Sir , in Argier . PRO . O , was the fo ? I muft , Once in a month , recount what thou hast been , Which thou forget'ft . This damn'd witch , Sycorax , For mischiefs manifold , and forceries terrible To ...
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... it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL fings . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Thofe are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth ...
... it , Or it hath drawn me rather : -But ' tis gone . No , it begins again . ARIEL fings . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Thofe are pearls , that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth ...
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... it ! ADR . Widow Dido , faid you ? you make me study of that She was of Carthage , not of Tunis . GON . This Tunis , fir , was Carthage , ADR . Carthage ? GON . I affure you , Carthage . ANT . His word is more than the miraculous harp ...
... it ! ADR . Widow Dido , faid you ? you make me study of that She was of Carthage , not of Tunis . GON . This Tunis , fir , was Carthage , ADR . Carthage ? GON . I affure you , Carthage . ANT . His word is more than the miraculous harp ...
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... she would continue in it five weeks without changing . Enter ARIEL invifible , playing folemn mufick . SEB . We would fo , and then go a bat - fowling . ANT . Nay , good my lord , be not angry . GON . No , I warrant you ; I will not ...
... she would continue in it five weeks without changing . Enter ARIEL invifible , playing folemn mufick . SEB . We would fo , and then go a bat - fowling . ANT . Nay , good my lord , be not angry . GON . No , I warrant you ; I will not ...
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... she did itch : Then to fea , boys , and let her go hang . [ Drinks . This is a scurvy tune too : but here's my ... it hath been faid , As proper a man as ever went on four legs , cannot make him give ground ; and it shall be said so ...
... she did itch : Then to fea , boys , and let her go hang . [ Drinks . This is a scurvy tune too : but here's my ... it hath been faid , As proper a man as ever went on four legs , cannot make him give ground ; and it shall be said so ...
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Страница 130 - ... swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Страница 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Страница 29 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Страница 64 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Страница 29 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Страница 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Страница 65 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art.
Страница 479 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
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