The Best Elizabethan Plays ...William Roscoe Thayer Ginn & Company, 1895 - 609 pages |
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Page 62
... sweet Lodowick , depart : She is thy wife , and thou shalt be mine heir . Lod . O , is't the custom ? then I am resolved : But rather let the brightsome heavens be dim , And nature's beauty choke with stifling clouds , Than my fair ...
... sweet Lodowick , depart : She is thy wife , and thou shalt be mine heir . Lod . O , is't the custom ? then I am resolved : But rather let the brightsome heavens be dim , And nature's beauty choke with stifling clouds , Than my fair ...
Page 72
... sweet sake . Bar . O trusty Ithamore , no servant , but my friend : I here adopt thee for mine only heir , All that I have is thine when I am dead , And whilst I live use half ; spend as myself ; Here take my keys , I'll give ' em thee ...
... sweet sake . Bar . O trusty Ithamore , no servant , but my friend : I here adopt thee for mine only heir , All that I have is thine when I am dead , And whilst I live use half ; spend as myself ; Here take my keys , I'll give ' em thee ...
Page 74
... sweet Ithamore , go set it down , And come again so soon as thou hast done , For I have other business for thee . IIO Itha . Here's a drench to poison a whole stable of Flan- ders mares : I'll carry't to the nuns with a powder . Bar ...
... sweet Ithamore , go set it down , And come again so soon as thou hast done , For I have other business for thee . IIO Itha . Here's a drench to poison a whole stable of Flan- ders mares : I'll carry't to the nuns with a powder . Bar ...
Page 78
... sweet the bells ring now the nuns are dead , That sound at other times like tinker's pans ! I was afraid the poison had not wrought ; Or though it wrought , it would have done no good : Now all are dead , not one remains alive . Itha ...
... sweet the bells ring now the nuns are dead , That sound at other times like tinker's pans ! I was afraid the poison had not wrought ; Or though it wrought , it would have done no good : Now all are dead , not one remains alive . Itha ...
Page 83
... sweet Ithamore ? Itha . Towards one . Bar . Then will not Jacomo be long from hence . 1 The body was stood up outside of the house . 30 [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Outside BARABAS ' House . - Enter SCENE II . ] 83 THE JEW OF MALTA .
... sweet Ithamore ? Itha . Towards one . Bar . Then will not Jacomo be long from hence . 1 The body was stood up outside of the house . 30 [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Outside BARABAS ' House . - Enter SCENE II . ] 83 THE JEW OF MALTA .
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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 148 - 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.
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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.
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