The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected ...W. Miller, 1808 - English literature |
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... thou trepanned me into a taber- nacle of the godly ? Is this pious boarding - house a place for me , thou wicked varlet ? Gero . According to human appearance , I must confess , it is neither fit for you , nor you for it ; but have ...
... thou trepanned me into a taber- nacle of the godly ? Is this pious boarding - house a place for me , thou wicked varlet ? Gero . According to human appearance , I must confess , it is neither fit for you , nor you for it ; but have ...
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... thou shalt be losest none of my heroic actions . my chronicler ; thou Gero . What a comfort are you like to prove to your good old father ! You have run a campaigning among the French these last three years , without his leave ; and now ...
... thou shalt be losest none of my heroic actions . my chronicler ; thou Gero . What a comfort are you like to prove to your good old father ! You have run a campaigning among the French these last three years , without his leave ; and now ...
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... Thou saidst my son was shortly to come over . Wood . So he told me . Aldo . Thou art my bosom friend . Gero . [ Aside . ] Of an hour's acquaintance . Aldo . Be sure thou dost not discover my frailties to the young scoundrel : Twere ...
... Thou saidst my son was shortly to come over . Wood . So he told me . Aldo . Thou art my bosom friend . Gero . [ Aside . ] Of an hour's acquaintance . Aldo . Be sure thou dost not discover my frailties to the young scoundrel : Twere ...
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... thou wilt not love me , Pug . Aldo . How now , son Limberham ? There's no quarrel towards , I hope . Trick . You had best tell now , and make yourself ridiculous . Limb . She's in passion : Pray do you moderate this matter , father Aldo ...
... thou wilt not love me , Pug . Aldo . How now , son Limberham ? There's no quarrel towards , I hope . Trick . You had best tell now , and make yourself ridiculous . Limb . She's in passion : Pray do you moderate this matter , father Aldo ...
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... thou couldst have been so unkind to have parted with me ? Cries . Aldo . Look you , daughter , see how nature works in him . Limb . I'll settle two hundred a - year upon thee , because thou said'st thou would'st pray for me . Aldo ...
... thou couldst have been so unkind to have parted with me ? Cries . Aldo . Look you , daughter , see how nature works in him . Limb . I'll settle two hundred a - year upon thee , because thou said'st thou would'st pray for me . Aldo ...
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Page 229 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue: if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost...
Page 291 - I am giddy, expectation whirls me round. The imaginary relish is so sweet That it enchants my sense. What will it be When that the watery...
Page 264 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 249 - The first rule which Bossu prescribes to the writer of an heroic poem, and which holds too by the same reason in all dramatic poetry, is to make the moral of the work, that is, to lay down to yourself what that precept of morality shall be, which you would insinuate into the people...
Page 261 - I. cannot deny that he has his failings; but they are not so much in the passions themselves as in his manner of expression: he often obscures his meaning by his words, and sometimes makes it unintelligible. I will not say of so great a poet that he distinguished not the blown puffy style from true sublimity; but I may venture to maintain that the fury of his fancy often transported him beyond the bounds of judgment, either in coining of new words and phrases, or racking words which were in use into...
Page 313 - Can life be a blessing, Or worth the possessing, Can life be a blessing, if love were away? Ah, no! though our love all night keep us waking, And though he torment us with cares all the day, Yet he sweetens, he sweetens our pains in the taking; There's an hour at the last, there's an hour to repay. In...
Page 229 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past, which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 194 - E'en wondered at because he dropt no sooner; Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years; Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more, Till, like a clock worn out with eating Time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
Page 252 - A character, or that which distinguishes one man from all others, cannot be supposed to consist of one particular virtue, or vice, or passion only; but 'tis a composition of qualities which are not contrary to one another in the same person...
Page 253 - Tis one of the excellencies of Shakespeare that the manners of his persons are generally apparent, and you see their bent and inclinations.