Introduction by Gifford. List of plays. Commendatory verses. The lover's melancholy. 'Tis pity she's a whore. The broken heart

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Lawrence and Bullen, 1895

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Page xliii - tis most certain, Iras. Saucy lictors Will catch at us, like strumpets ; and scald rhymers Ballad us out o' tune : the quick comedians Extemporally will stage us, and present Our Alexandrian revels : Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness I
Page 15 - Into a pretty anger, that a bird, Whom art had never taught cliffs, moods, or notes, Should vie with him for mastery, whose study Had busied many hours to perfect practice ; To end the controversy, in a rapture Upon his instrument he plays so swiftly So many voluntaries, and so quick That there was curiosity and cunning, Concord in discord, lines of differing method Meeting in one full centre of delight.
Page 290 - Sure, if we were all Sirens, we should sing pitifully, And 'twere a comely music, when in parts One sung another's knell : the turtle sighs When he hath lost his mate ; and yet some say He must be dead first : 'tis a fine deceit To pass away in a dream ! indeed, I've slept With mine eyes open a great while. No falsehood Equals a broken faith ; there's not a hair Sticks on my head but, like a leaden plummet, It sinks me to the grave : I must creep thither ; The journey is not long.
Page 115 - I was proud of my tutelage, and chose Rather to leave my books than part with thee. I did so ; but the fruits of all my hopes Are lost in thee, as thou art in thyself. O Giovanni, hast thou left the schools Of knowledge, to converse with lust and death ? For death waits on thy lust.
Page xlvii - But view her in her glorious ornaments, Attired in the majesty of art, Set high in spirit with the precious taste Of sweet philosophy...
Page 114 - Shall a peevish sound, A customary form, from man to man, Of brother and of sister, be a bar Twixt my perpetual happiness and me?
Page 14 - He could not run division with more art Upon his quaking instrument, than she The nightingale did with her various notes Reply to.
Page 275 - You feed too much your melancholy. Pen. Glories Of human greatness are but pleasing dreams And shadows soon decaying : on the stage Of my mortality my youth hath acted Some scenes of vanity, drawn out at length ; By varied pleasures sweetened in the mixture, But tragical in issue.
Page 261 - Put me to any penance for my tyranny, And I will call thee merciful. Pen. Pray kill me, Rid me from living with a jealous husband ; Then we will join in friendship, be again Brother and sister. — Kill me, pray ; nay, will ye ? Ith.
Page 208 - And this is one thing that may make latter ages worse than were the former : for the vicious example of ages past, poison the curiosity of these present, affording a hint of sin unto seduceable spirits, and soliciting those unto the imitation of them, whose heads were never so perversely principled as to invent them. In things of this nature silence commendeth History ; 'tis the veniable part of things lost, wherein there must never rise a Pancirollus* nor remain any register but that of Hell."]...

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