The Best Elizabethan PlaysWilliam Roscoe Thayer Ginn, 1890 - 611 pages |
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Page 491
... JULIA , Castruccio's Wife , and the Cardinal's Mistress . Old Lady , Ladies , and Children . SCENE : Malfi , Rome , and Milan . X = die ACT i . SCENE I. - The Presence - chamber in the DUCHESS ' Palace at Malfi . Enter ANTONIO and DELIO ...
... JULIA , Castruccio's Wife , and the Cardinal's Mistress . Old Lady , Ladies , and Children . SCENE : Malfi , Rome , and Milan . X = die ACT i . SCENE I. - The Presence - chamber in the DUCHESS ' Palace at Malfi . Enter ANTONIO and DELIO ...
Page 497
... Julia . Card . Are the galleys come about ? Gris . They are , my lord . 148 Ferd . Here's the Lord Silvio is come to take his leave . Delio . Now , Sir , your promise ; what's that cardinal ? I mean his temper ? they say he's a brave ...
... Julia . Card . Are the galleys come about ? Gris . They are , my lord . 148 Ferd . Here's the Lord Silvio is come to take his leave . Delio . Now , Sir , your promise ; what's that cardinal ? I mean his temper ? they say he's a brave ...
Page 527
... Julia . I'll go home Το my husband . Card . You may thank me , lady , I have taken you off your melancholy perch , Bore you upon my fist , and showed you game , And let you fly at it . I pray thee , kiss me . When thou wast with thy ...
... Julia . I'll go home Το my husband . Card . You may thank me , lady , I have taken you off your melancholy perch , Bore you upon my fist , and showed you game , And let you fly at it . I pray thee , kiss me . When thou wast with thy ...
Page 528
... Julia ( aside ) . Signior Delio ! ' tis one of my old suitors . Delio . I was bold to come and see you . Julia . Sir , you are welcome . Delio . Do you lie here ? Julia . Sure , your own experience Will satisfy you no : our Roman ...
... Julia ( aside ) . Signior Delio ! ' tis one of my old suitors . Delio . I was bold to come and see you . Julia . Sir , you are welcome . Delio . Do you lie here ? Julia . Sure , your own experience Will satisfy you no : our Roman ...
Page 584
... Julia . Yes . Pes . I could not have thought of a friend I could rather Pleasure with it : ' tis yours . Julia . Sir , I thank you ; And he shall know how doubly I am engaged Both in your gift , and speediness of giving Which makes your ...
... Julia . Yes . Pes . I could not have thought of a friend I could rather Pleasure with it : ' tis yours . Julia . Sir , I thank you ; And he shall know how doubly I am engaged Both in your gift , and speediness of giving Which makes your ...
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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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Abig Abigail Antonio Arcite ARETHUSA Barabas BELLARIO blood Bosola brave brother Calymath Card CARIOLA Countryman cousin dare Daughter dear death Delio Dion doctor doth Duch duchess Duchess of Malfi Emilia Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Face fair faith Farewell father fear Ferd Fern fortune Gaoler gentleman Gerrold give gods gold grace hast hath hear heart Heaven Hippolyta honour in't is't Itha Ithamore Jew of Malta Julia King kiss Knights lady live Lodowick look lord madam Malta Mammon master Mathias Methinks ne'er never noble NOBLE KINSMEN on't Palamon PESCARA PHARAMOND Philaster Pilia Pirithous pray prince prison Queen Re-enter SCENE Shakespeare shalt soul speak sweet sword tell Thebes thee There's Theseus thing Thou art Thra twas twill unto What's Wooer ΙΟ
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