The Best Elizabethan PlaysWilliam Roscoe Thayer Ginn, 1890 - 611 pages |
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Page 118
... Face . Sirrah , I'll strip you Dol . Nay , look ye , sovereign , general , are you madmen ? Sub . Oh , let the wild ... Face . Sirrah Sub . I shall mar All that the tailor has made , if you approach . Face . You most notorious whelp ...
... Face . Sirrah , I'll strip you Dol . Nay , look ye , sovereign , general , are you madmen ? Sub . Oh , let the wild ... Face . Sirrah Sub . I shall mar All that the tailor has made , if you approach . Face . You most notorious whelp ...
Page 119
... Face . When you went pinn'd up in the several rags You had raked and pick'd from dunghills , before day ; Your feet in mouldy slippers , for your kibes 2 : A felt of rug , and a thin threaden cloak , That scarce would cover your no ...
... Face . When you went pinn'd up in the several rags You had raked and pick'd from dunghills , before day ; Your feet in mouldy slippers , for your kibes 2 : A felt of rug , and a thin threaden cloak , That scarce would cover your no ...
Page 121
... Face . Sirrah Dol . Nay , general , I thought you were civil . Face . I shall turn desperate if you grow thus loud . Sub . And hang thyself , I care not . Face . Hang thee , collier , And all thy pots and pans , in picture , I will ...
... Face . Sirrah Dol . Nay , general , I thought you were civil . Face . I shall turn desperate if you grow thus loud . Sub . And hang thyself , I care not . Face . Hang thee , collier , And all thy pots and pans , in picture , I will ...
Page 122
... Face . Out , you dog - leach ! The vomit of all prisons Dol . Will you be Your own destructions , gentlemen ? Face . Still spewed out For lying too heavy on the basket.2 Sub . Cheater ! Face . Bawd ! Sub . Cowherd ! Face . Conjurer ...
... Face . Out , you dog - leach ! The vomit of all prisons Dol . Will you be Your own destructions , gentlemen ? Face . Still spewed out For lying too heavy on the basket.2 Sub . Cheater ! Face . Bawd ! Sub . Cowherd ! Face . Conjurer ...
Page 125
... Face . ' Slid , prove to - day who shall shark best . Sub . Agreed . Dol . Yes , and work close and friendly . Sub . ' Slight , the knot Shall grow the stronger for this breach , with me . 200 [ They shake hands . Dol . Why , so , my ...
... Face . ' Slid , prove to - day who shall shark best . Sub . Agreed . Dol . Yes , and work close and friendly . Sub . ' Slight , the knot Shall grow the stronger for this breach , with me . 200 [ They shake hands . Dol . Why , so , my ...
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The Best Elizabethan Plays William Roscoe Thayer,Francis Beaumont,Associate Professor of English John Fletcher,John Fletcher No preview available - 2015 |
BEST ELIZABETHAN PLAYS William Roscoe 1859-1923 Thayer,Christopher 1564-1593 Marlowe,Ben 1573?-1637 Jonson No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 574 - Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror. Strew your hair with powders sweet, Don clean linen, bathe your feet, And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck : 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day ; End your groan, and come away.
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Page 143 - This night I'll change All that is metal, in my house, to gold : And early in the morning will I send To all the plumbers and the pewterers, And buy their tin and lead up ; and to Lothbury For all the copper.
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Page 574 - Twas to bring you By degrees to mortification : Listen. Dirge. Hark, now every thing is still ; The screech-owl, and the whistler shrill, Call upon our dame aloud, And bid her quickly d'on her shroud.
Page 110 - But now begins the extremity of heat To pinch me with intolerable pangs : Die, life ! fly, soul ! tongue, curse thy fill, and die ! [Dies.
Page 581 - While with vain hopes our faculties we tire, We seem to sweat in ice and freeze in fire. What would I do, were this to do again ? 330 I would not change my peace of conscience For all the wealth of Europe.
Page 160 - Would burst a man to name ? Sub. And all these named, Intending but one thing: which art our writers Used to obscure their art. Mam. Sir, so I told him — Because the simple idiot should not learn it. And make it vulgar. Sub. Was not all the knowledge Of the .(Egyptians writ in mystic symbols ? Speak not the scriptures oft in parables ? Are not the choicest fables of the poets, That were the fountains and first springs of wisdom, Wrapp'd in perplexed allegories ? Mam.