The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb: Dramatic specimens and the Garrick playsMethuen & Company, 1904 |
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... sweet fame , Or linked itself with loftiest names of old By right and might of loving ; I , that am Less than the least of those within thy fold , Give only thanks for them to thee , Charles Lamb . A. C. SWINBURNE • 1 H M CHARLES LAMB'S ...
... sweet fame , Or linked itself with loftiest names of old By right and might of loving ; I , that am Less than the least of those within thy fold , Give only thanks for them to thee , Charles Lamb . A. C. SWINBURNE • 1 H M CHARLES LAMB'S ...
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... sweet and welcome death . Dear Eubulus , work this we thee beseech . Eub . Patient , your grace , perhaps he liveth yet , With wound receiv'd but not of certain death . Gorb . O let us then repair unto the place , And see if that Porrex ...
... sweet and welcome death . Dear Eubulus , work this we thee beseech . Eub . Patient , your grace , perhaps he liveth yet , With wound receiv'd but not of certain death . Gorb . O let us then repair unto the place , And see if that Porrex ...
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... sweet son ; and my hand leaning upon his head thus , sir , do you see ? may it be done ? Pain . Very well , sir . Hier . Nay , I pray mark me , sir : Then , sir , would I have you paint me this tree , this very tree : Canst paint a ...
... sweet son ; and my hand leaning upon his head thus , sir , do you see ? may it be done ? Pain . Very well , sir . Hier . Nay , I pray mark me , sir : Then , sir , would I have you paint me this tree , this very tree : Canst paint a ...
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... sweet air , Black shade , fair nurse , shadow my white hair : Shine sun , burn fire , breathe air and ease me ; Black shade , fair nurse , shroud me and please me ; Shadow ( my sweet nurse ) keep me from burning , Make not my glad cause ...
... sweet air , Black shade , fair nurse , shadow my white hair : Shine sun , burn fire , breathe air and ease me ; Black shade , fair nurse , shroud me and please me ; Shadow ( my sweet nurse ) keep me from burning , Make not my glad cause ...
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... sweet plain that bears her pleasant weight , Be still enamel'd with discolour'd flowers ; That precious fount bear sand of purest gold ; And for the pebble , let the silver streams That pierce earth's bowels to maintain the source ...
... sweet plain that bears her pleasant weight , Be still enamel'd with discolour'd flowers ; That precious fount bear sand of purest gold ; And for the pebble , let the silver streams That pierce earth's bowels to maintain the source ...
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Alaham beauty BEN JONSON blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Charles Lamb Clor COMEDY PUBLISHED Corb curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch earth extracts eyes fair father fear fire Fletcher GEORGE CHAPMAN give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven Heywood holy honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER King Lady Lamb Lamb's lines omitted live look Lord Madam maid Mermaid Series mistress ne'er Nennius never night noble Ordel Ovid passion Peneus PHILIP MASSINGER pity play pleasure poor pray Prince Queen RICHARD BROME scene Shakspeare shew sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword tears tell thee Thier thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS NABBS thou art thou hast thoughts Thyestes thyself tongue true Twas unto Violanta virtue weep whilst wife woman words worth
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Страница 293 - Tis less than to be born ; a lasting sleep, A quiet resting from all jealousy ; A thing we all pursue ; I know besides It is but giving over of a game That must be lost.
Страница 267 - Why? Do you think I fable with you? I assure you. He that has once the flower of the sun, The perfect ruby which we call elixir, Not only can do that, but by its virtue, Can confer honour, love, respect, long life, Give safety, valour: yea, and victory, To whom he will. In eight and twenty days, I'll make an old man of fourscore, a child.
Страница 21 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime : Stand still you watches...
Страница 182 - Detraction is the sworn friend to ignorance : for mine own part, I have ever truly cherished my good opinion of other men's worthy labours ; especially of that full and heightened...
Страница 179 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
Страница 54 - tis the soul of peace ; Of all the virtues 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer, A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit, The first true gentleman that ever breath'd.
Страница 582 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Страница 341 - To my wish : we are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, — that were poor and trivial : In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you; nor shall you have One motive to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be yours too. Lav . You are a right kind father.
Страница 179 - Constantly. Bos. Do you not weep ? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out: The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens. Ferd. Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle: she died young.