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... soldier in masquerade : Celia has more natural spirit , and completes herself as a portrait of hot - brained , high ... soldiers before battle- " The gods of Rome fight for ye ; loud Fame calls ye , Pitch'd on the topless Apennine , and ...
... soldier in masquerade : Celia has more natural spirit , and completes herself as a portrait of hot - brained , high ... soldiers before battle- " The gods of Rome fight for ye ; loud Fame calls ye , Pitch'd on the topless Apennine , and ...
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... soldier , the virtues and passions of every noble condition - nay , the counsels and characters of the greatest princes . This , you will say , is a vast comprehension , and hath not happened in many ages . Be it then remembered , to ...
... soldier , the virtues and passions of every noble condition - nay , the counsels and characters of the greatest princes . This , you will say , is a vast comprehension , and hath not happened in many ages . Be it then remembered , to ...
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... soldier's measure . [ tread Mel . These soft and silken wars are not for me : The music must be shrill , and all confused , That stirs my blood ; and then I dance with arms . But is Amintor wed ? Diph . This day . Mel . All joys upon ...
... soldier's measure . [ tread Mel . These soft and silken wars are not for me : The music must be shrill , and all confused , That stirs my blood ; and then I dance with arms . But is Amintor wed ? Diph . This day . Mel . All joys upon ...
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... soldier . But since his hot pride drew him to disgrace me , And brand my noble actions with his lust ( That never - cured dishonour of my sister , Base stain of whore ! and , which is worse , The joy to make it still so ) like myself ...
... soldier . But since his hot pride drew him to disgrace me , And brand my noble actions with his lust ( That never - cured dishonour of my sister , Base stain of whore ! and , which is worse , The joy to make it still so ) like myself ...
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... soldiers than I , that never saw two princes fight in lists . Mar. By my troth , I think so too , Bessus ; many a ... soldier . Mar. If I were not a very merrily disposed man , what would become of thee ? One that had but a grain of ...
... soldiers than I , that never saw two princes fight in lists . Mar. By my troth , I think so too , Bessus ; many a ... soldier . Mar. If I were not a very merrily disposed man , what would become of thee ? One that had but a grain of ...
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Page 242 - A tragi-comedy is not so called in respect of mirth and killing, but in respect it wants deaths, which is enough to make it no tragedy, yet brings some near it, which is enough to make it no comedy...
Page 2 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Page xviii - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone...
Page 32 - Tis less than to be born ; a lasting sleep; A quiet resting from all jealousy, A thing we all pursue. I know, besides, It is but giving over of a game That must be lost.
Page 42 - Whilst there was hope to hide me from men's eyes, For other than I seem'd, that I might ever Abide with you. Then sat I by the fount, Where first you took me up. King. Search out a match Within our kingdom, where and when thou wilt, And I will pay thy dowry ; and thyself Wilt well deserve him. Bel. Never, sir, will I Marry ; it is a thing within my vow...
Page 5 - Full with her sorrow, she tied fast her eyes To the fair Trojan ships ; and, having lost them, Just as thine eyes do, down stole a tear. Antiphila, What would this wench do, if she were Aspatia ? Here she would stand, till some more pitying god Turn'd her to marble ! 'Tis enough, my wench ! Show me the piece of needlework you wrought.
Page xxxv - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears : A garland lay him by...
Page xxxv - Dwell in his face, I asked him all his story. He told me that his parents gentle died, Leaving him to the mercy of the fields, Which gave him roots ; and of the crystal springs.
Page xxviii - Their plots were generally more regular than Shakespeare's, especially those which were made before Beaumont's death ; and they understood and imitated the conversation of gentlemen much better ; whose wild debaucheries, and quickness of wit in repartees, no poet can ever paint as they have done.
Page 42 - Your worth and virtue ; and, as I did grow More and more apprehensive, I did thirst To see the man so praised. But yet all this Was but a maiden-longing, to be lost As soon as found ; till, sitting in my window, Printing my thoughts in lawn, I saw a god, I thought, (but it was you,) enter our gates : My blood flew out and back again, as fast As I had...