The Works of Thomas Otway: Friendship in fashion. The history and fall of Caius Marius. The orphan, or, The unhappy marriage. The soldier's fortuneT. Turner, 1813 |
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... E'er since succeeding poets humbly glean . Tho ' much the most unworthy of the throng , Our this day's poet fears he's done him wrong , Like greedy beggars that steal sheaves away , You'll find he's rifled him of half a play . Amidst ...
... E'er since succeeding poets humbly glean . Tho ' much the most unworthy of the throng , Our this day's poet fears he's done him wrong , Like greedy beggars that steal sheaves away , You'll find he's rifled him of half a play . Amidst ...
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... e'er dwelt there . Methinks ' twould not be hard , ev'n midst the senate , To strike this thro ' him in his consul's chair , Tumble him thence , and mount it in his stead . Mar.sen . Oh ! name not him and consulship together , Sylla and ...
... e'er dwelt there . Methinks ' twould not be hard , ev'n midst the senate , To strike this thro ' him in his consul's chair , Tumble him thence , and mount it in his stead . Mar.sen . Oh ! name not him and consulship together , Sylla and ...
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... e'er I nursed . Might I but live to see thee married once , I should be happy .-- It stinted , and said Ay- Met . What think you then of marriage , my Lavinia ? It was the subject that I came to treat of . Lav . It is a thing I have not ...
... e'er I nursed . Might I but live to see thee married once , I should be happy .-- It stinted , and said Ay- Met . What think you then of marriage , my Lavinia ? It was the subject that I came to treat of . Lav . It is a thing I have not ...
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... e'er In my best fortune I deserv'd thy friendship , Give me a Roman's death , and set me free , That no dishonour in my age o'ertake me . Off . I've serv'd and lov'd you well : nor would I see Your fall -- my orders were to save your ...
... e'er In my best fortune I deserv'd thy friendship , Give me a Roman's death , and set me free , That no dishonour in my age o'ertake me . Off . I've serv'd and lov'd you well : nor would I see Your fall -- my orders were to save your ...
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... e'er Wag'd civil wars in Rome , thee and thy sons , Thy family and kin , with that vile slave , And minister of all thy outrages , The curs'd Sulpitius , banishment's your lot : After to - morrow's dawn , if found i ' th ' city , Death ...
... e'er Wag'd civil wars in Rome , thee and thy sons , Thy family and kin , with that vile slave , And minister of all thy outrages , The curs'd Sulpitius , banishment's your lot : After to - morrow's dawn , if found i ' th ' city , Death ...
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Acast art thou Beau Beaugard Bloody-B brother Caius Marius Camilla Caper Cast Castalio Cham Chamont Cinna Clum Cour Courtine cuckold dæmon dear devil dost e'er ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fear fellow fool fortune Fourbin gentleman gods gone Goodvile hang happy hate hear heart heav'n honest honour hope Lady Squ Lady SQUEAMISH ladyship Lavinia Lettice lord madam Malagene Marius Metellus methinks Monimia murder ne'er never night Nurse on't Polydore poor pow'r pr'ythee rogue Rome Romeo and Juliet Saunt Saunter servant Sir Dav Sir DAVY DUNCE Sir Jol sir Jolly sir Noble slave soul Sulp Sulpitius sure swear Sylla Sylv tell thee there's thing thou art thought Truman twas twill Valentine Vict Victoria what's whores wife wilt woman would'st wretched wrong'd
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Страница 138 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Страница 140 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Страница 128 - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Страница 191 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Страница 162 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Страница 138 - Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Страница 254 - I'd leave the world for him that hates a woman. Woman, the fountain of all human frailty ! What mighty ills have not been done by woman ? Who was't betray'd the capitol ? A woman. Who lost Mark Antony the world ? A woman. Who was the cause of a long ten years...
Страница 140 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Страница 140 - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Страница 138 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.