Specimens of English Dramatic Poets who Lived about the Time of Shakespeare: With NotesWiley & Putnam, 1845 - 466 страници |
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... heaven send down some strange revenge on thee . Ah noble prince , how oft have I beheld Thee mounted on thy fierce and trampling steed , Shining in armor bright before the tilt , And with thy mistress ' sleeve tied on thy helm , There ...
... heaven send down some strange revenge on thee . Ah noble prince , how oft have I beheld Thee mounted on thy fierce and trampling steed , Shining in armor bright before the tilt , And with thy mistress ' sleeve tied on thy helm , There ...
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... heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even moveth from his place With wrath to wreak ; then sends he forth with speed The dreadful Furies , daughters of the night , With serpents girt , carrying the ...
... heaven's face , Crying to Jove for vengeance of the deed , The mighty God even moveth from his place With wrath to wreak ; then sends he forth with speed The dreadful Furies , daughters of the night , With serpents girt , carrying the ...
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... heaven is heaven still ! And there is Nemesis , and furies , And things call'd whips , And they sometimes do meet with murderers : They do not always ' scape , that's some comfort , Ay , ay , ay , and then time steals on , and steals ...
... heaven is heaven still ! And there is Nemesis , and furies , And things call'd whips , And they sometimes do meet with murderers : They do not always ' scape , that's some comfort , Ay , ay , ay , and then time steals on , and steals ...
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... Heaven . Cusay . Is it not Bethsabe the Hethite's wife Urias , now at Rabeth siege with Joab ? David . Go now and bring her quickly to the King ; Tell her , her graces hath found grace with him . Cusay . I will , my Lord . David ...
... Heaven . Cusay . Is it not Bethsabe the Hethite's wife Urias , now at Rabeth siege with Joab ? David . Go now and bring her quickly to the King ; Tell her , her graces hath found grace with him . Cusay . I will , my Lord . David ...
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... heaven of heavenly bodies in their spheres : That guides his steps and actions to the throne Where Honor sits invested royally . Pale of complexion , wrought in him with passion Thirsting with soverainty and love of arms . His lofty ...
... heaven of heavenly bodies in their spheres : That guides his steps and actions to the throne Where Honor sits invested royally . Pale of complexion , wrought in him with passion Thirsting with soverainty and love of arms . His lofty ...
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Alaham blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica Carracus Clor Corb court curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch Duke earth eyes fair father Faustus fear fortune Fran FRANCIS BEAUMONT give grief hand happy hate hath hear heart heaven hell honor hope Jacin JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN MARSTON JOHN WEBSTER King kiss kneel lady leave live look lord lov'd Madam methinks Moth mother ne'er Nennius never night noble Ovid pardon passion PHILIP MASSINGER pity pleasure poison poor pray Queen revenge Shakspeare shame sister sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee there's thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art thou hast thoughts thyself tongue TRAGEDY true twas unto Violanta virtue weep what's whilst wife WILLIAM ROWLEY Witch woman
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Страница 32 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command : emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds ; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man, A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, tire thy brains to gain a deity.
Страница 33 - 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 with silk...
Страница 174 - Yes, as rocks are, When foamy billows split themselves against Their flinty ribs ; or as the moon is moved, When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her brightness.
Страница 108 - Why, gentle boy, I find no fault at all In thy behaviour. Bel. Sir, if I have made A fault in ignorance, instruct my youth : I shall be willing, if not apt, to learn ; Age and experience will adorn my mind With larger knowledge ; and if I have done A wilful fault, think me not past all hope For once. What master holds so strict a hand Over his boy, that he will part with him Without one warning ? Let me be corrected, To break my stubbornness, if it be so, Rather than turn me off; and I shall mend.
Страница 30 - He surfeits on the cursed necromancy. Nothing so sweet as magic is to him, Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss, And this the man that in his study sits.
Страница 102 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Страница 34 - O, no end is limited to damned souls. Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or, why is this immortal that thou hast? Ah, Pythagoras' metempsychosis, were that true, This soul should fly from me, and I be changed Unto some brutish beast.
Страница 167 - In those unsightly rings - then 'twas a face So far beyond the artificial shine Of any woman's bought complexion, That the uprightest man (if such there be That sin but seven times a day) broke custom, And made up eight with looking after her. O, she was able to ha...
Страница 84 - 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 34 - Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make 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! O lente, lente currite, noctis equi!© The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The devil will come, and Faustus must be damn'd.