Specimens of English Dramatic Poets: Who Lived about the Time of Shakspeare. With Notes, Том 1E. Moxon, 1835 |
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... night , With serpents girt , carrying the whip of ire , With hair of stinging snakes , and shining bright With flames and blood , and with a brand of fire : These , for revenge of wretched murder done , Doth cause the mother kill her ...
... night , With serpents girt , carrying the whip of ire , With hair of stinging snakes , and shining bright With flames and blood , and with a brand of fire : These , for revenge of wretched murder done , Doth cause the mother kill her ...
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... night in an arbour in his father's garden . The murderers ( Balthazar , his rival , and Lorenzo , the brother of Belimperia ) hang his body on a tree . Hieronimo is awakened by the cries of Belimperia , and coming out into his garden ...
... night in an arbour in his father's garden . The murderers ( Balthazar , his rival , and Lorenzo , the brother of Belimperia ) hang his body on a tree . Hieronimo is awakened by the cries of Belimperia , and coming out into his garden ...
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... night is a murd'rous slut , That would not have her treasons to be seen : And yonder pale fac'd Hecate there , the moon , Doth give consent to that is done in darkness . And all those stars that gaze upon her face , Are aglets on her ...
... night is a murd'rous slut , That would not have her treasons to be seen : And yonder pale fac'd Hecate there , the moon , Doth give consent to that is done in darkness . And all those stars that gaze upon her face , Are aglets on her ...
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... sir , then bring me forth , bring me thro ' alley and alley , still with a distracted countenance going along , and let my hair heave up my night - cap . Let the clouds scowl , make the moon dark , 12 THE SPANISH TRAGEDY .
... sir , then bring me forth , bring me thro ' alley and alley , still with a distracted countenance going along , and let my hair heave up my night - cap . Let the clouds scowl , make the moon dark , 12 THE SPANISH TRAGEDY .
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... night , Rhamnusia's pue - fellow , to thee I'll sing Upon an harp made of dead Spanish bones , The proudest instrument the world affords ; When thou in crimson jollity shall bathe Thy limbs as black as mine , in springs of blood Still ...
... night , Rhamnusia's pue - fellow , to thee I'll sing Upon an harp made of dead Spanish bones , The proudest instrument the world affords ; When thou in crimson jollity shall bathe Thy limbs as black as mine , in springs of blood Still ...
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Alaham beauty blessing blood breath brother Cæsar Calica Clor COMEDY Corb Court crown curse dare daughter dead dear death dost doth Duch earth eyes fair father Faustus fear FRANCIS BEAUMONT GEORGE CHAPMAN give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven hell Heywood honour hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss Lady leave live look Lord Madam maid methinks mistress Moth mother ne'er never night noble Ovid passion Peneus Phao PHILIP MASSINGER pity play pleasure poor pray Prince Queen revenge rich Sapho Shakspeare shame shew sister sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts Thyestes thyself TRAGEDY true twas unto virtue weep what's Whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Страница 245 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole, To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm, And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
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Страница 45 - O, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. (Thunder and lightning. O soul, be changed into little water-drops, And fall into the ocean- — ne'er be found.
Страница 39 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command. Emperors and kings Are but...
Страница 44 - 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!
Страница 2 - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by...
Страница 10 - Here be grapes, whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good. Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus ; nuts more brown Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them...
Страница 24 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows ; And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
Страница 29 - But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day? My nobles rule, I bear the name of king; I wear the crown, but am...