Pardon the bold comparison; yet there is Something in you, resembles my great Mistress. Such very beams disperseth her bright eye, But when she frowns, and changes from her sweet [Act iii., Sc. 2.1] THE DEVIL'S LAW CASE. A TRAGI-COMEDY. I must talk to you, like a Divine, of patience.—2 Of their own slightest injuries, but stark mad Sepulture. [Act ii., Sc. 3.3] Two Bellmen, a Capuchin; ROMELIO, and others. 4 For two unfortunate Nobles, whose sad fate Leaves them both dead and excommunicate. But as their fury wrought them out of breath, Rom. Denied Christian burial! I pray, what does that? BY [Works, 1833, vol. v. For other extracts from Shirley see note to page 393.] "["Of patience" should be in brackets. It is the subject of the foregoing conversation.] Slain in a duel. "[Five lines omitted.] Or the flattery in the epitaph ?—which shows Rom. Very well then I have a certain meditation, (If I can think of,) somewhat to this purpose ;- "You that dwell near these graves and vaults, And are to the Drapers a good hearing; To remove you to a place more airy, Of sacrilege have turn'd graves to vilder uses. Here rest these bones to the Last Day; When Time, swift both of foot and feather, May bear them the Sexton knows not whither ?— Be in the desart, or in the deep; [Act ii., Sc. 3.] 1 Webster was parish clerk at St. Andrew's, Holborn. The anxious recurrence to church-matters; sacrilege; tomb-stones; with the frequent introduction of dirges in this, and his other tragedies, may be traced to his professional sympathies. Contarino's dead. Immature Death. O that he should die so soon! Why, I pray, tell me : Is not the shortest fever best? and are not Bad plays the worse for their length? Guilty Preferment. I have a plot, shall breed, Out of the death of these two noblemen; Th' advancement of our house Oh take heed A grave is a rotten foundation. Mischiefs. -are like the visits of Franciscan friars, They never come to prey upon us single. Last Love strongest. -as we love our youngest children best, [Act iii., Sc. 3.] [Ibid.] [Ibid.] Since 'tis indeed our latest harvest home, [Ibid.] Leonora. Ha, my Son! Mother's Anger. I'll be a fury to him; like an Amazon lady, Distraction from Guilt. [Ibid.] I have a strange noise in my head. Oh, fly in [pieces]. Of those that have been happy; let me have That have no good to hope for. Let me sink, Where neither man nor memory may find me. (Falls to the ground.") Confessor (entering). You are well employ'd, I hope; the best pillow in th' world For this your contemplation is the earth, And the best object, Heaven. To a dead friend Obstacles. Let those, that would oppose this union, Falling out. To draw the Picture of Unkindness truly [Act iii., Sc. 3.] [Act i., Sc. 2.] [Act i., Sc. 1.] THE BRIDE. A COMEDY [PUBLISHED 1640]. BY THOMAS NABBS Antiquities. HORTEN, a Collector. His friend. Friend. You are [likewise] learned in Antiquities? I should affect them more, were not tradition One of the best assurances to show They are the things we think them. What more proofs, [Four lines and a half omitted.] 2[Four lines.] Except perhaps a little circumstance, But ought not to necessitate belief.-1 I do not store up any under Grecian; Your Roman antiques are but modern toys Friend. Yet you are confident May credit what they please. My trial's such [Act iv., Sc. 1.2] Accidents to frustrate Purpose. How various are the events that may depend Will interpose themselves; like those rash men, That thrust into a throng, occasioned By some tumultuous difference, where perhaps New quarrels with new issues.3 1 [Twelve and a half lines omitted.] 3[For another extract from Nabbes see page 448.] [Act v., Sc. 2.] 2[Ed. Bullen, vol. ii.] |