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... thing . Now , sweet and neat as a barbour's casting - bottle ; straight as slovenly as the yeasty breast of an ale - knight : now lamenting ; then chafing ; straight laughing ; then as Feli . What then ? Ant . Faith , I INDUCTION ...
... thing . Now , sweet and neat as a barbour's casting - bottle ; straight as slovenly as the yeasty breast of an ale - knight : now lamenting ; then chafing ; straight laughing ; then as Feli . What then ? Ant . Faith , I INDUCTION ...
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... thing appears ? Ros . For fancies passion , spit upon him ; figh ! His face is varnisht . In the name of love , What country bred that creature ? Mel . What is he , Flavia ? Fla . The heire of Millane , Segnior Matzagent . Ros ...
... thing appears ? Ros . For fancies passion , spit upon him ; figh ! His face is varnisht . In the name of love , What country bred that creature ? Mel . What is he , Flavia ? Fla . The heire of Millane , Segnior Matzagent . Ros ...
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... things That are thought strangers to the common cut . Mel . I am exceedingly willing , but▭▭ Ros . But what ? pree thee goe downe ; let's see her face : God send that neither wit nor beauty wants Those tempting sweets , affections ...
... things That are thought strangers to the common cut . Mel . I am exceedingly willing , but▭▭ Ros . But what ? pree thee goe downe ; let's see her face : God send that neither wit nor beauty wants Those tempting sweets , affections ...
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... thing he spake was , -Mellida ! And then he swooned . Mel . Aye me ! Ant . Why sigh you , faire ? Ros . Nothing but little humours ; good sweet , on . Ant . His wounds being drest , and life recovered , We gan discourse ; when loe ! the ...
... thing he spake was , -Mellida ! And then he swooned . Mel . Aye me ! Ant . Why sigh you , faire ? Ros . Nothing but little humours ; good sweet , on . Ant . His wounds being drest , and life recovered , We gan discourse ; when loe ! the ...
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... things . Dil . Would I were reason then , that I might be in all things . Cat . The breefe and the semiquaver is , wee must have the descant you made upon our names , ere you depart . Fla . Faith , the song will seeme to come off hardly ...
... things . Dil . Would I were reason then , that I might be in all things . Cat . The breefe and the semiquaver is , wee must have the descant you made upon our names , ere you depart . Fla . Faith , the song will seeme to come off hardly ...
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Albano Andrugio Antonio armes Balurdo beare blood breast breath called Carthage Cast Cornets court dead deare death dost doth downe Duke eares earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face faire faith fall fate father feare Feli foole force fortune give gods griefe hand hast hate hath head heare heart heaven hold honour hope Iaco keepe kings kisse ladie leave light live looke lord Marston Massinissa Mellida never night once Page passion Piero play poore presence prince rest revenge SCENA Scipio selfe slave sonne Sophonisba soule sound speake spirit stand strike strong sweete Syphax thee thing thinke thou thought true unto vertue weepe whilst worth
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Page 71 - Who winks and shuts his apprehension up From common sense of what men were and are, Who would not know what men must be — let such Hurry amain from our black-visaged shows : We shall affright their eyes.
Page 130 - I ha' but played a part Like to some boy that acts a tragedy, Speaks burly words and raves out passion; But when he thinks upon his infant weakness, He droops his eye. I spake more than a god, Yet am less than a man.
Page 127 - Screch't out so lowd that he brought back her soule, Calde her againe, that her bright eyes gan ope, And starde upon him. He, audatious foole, Dar'd kisse her hand, wisht her soft rest, lov'd bride ; She fumbled out, thanks good, and so she dide.
Page xiii - He had many quarrells with Marston, beat him, and took his pistol from him, wrote his Poetaster on him; the beginning of them were, that Marston represented him in the stage, in his youth given to venerie.
Page 241 - Phantusia incomplexa — is a function Even of the bright immortal part of man. It is the common passe, the sacred dore, Unto the prive chamber of the soule; That bar'd, nought passeth past the baser court Of outward scence by it th' inamorate Most lively thinkes he sees the absent beauties Of his lov'd mistres.
Page 303 - ... rose. Page 231, line 32. My pretty peate. — Peat, a term of endearment for a delicate person. " I overtook the wench, a pretty peat,
Page xi - I ask't Phisitions what their counsell was For a mad dogge, or for a mankind asse ? They told me, though there were confections store Of poppie-seede and soveraigne hellebore.
Page 71 - HE rawish danke of clumzie winter ramps The fluent summers vaine ; and drizling sleete Chilleth the wan bleak cheek of the numd earth, Whilst snarling gusts nibble the juyceles leaves, From the nak't shuddring branch ; and pils the skinne From off the soft and delicate aspectes. O now, me thinks, a sullen tragick sceane Would suite the time, with pleasing congruence.^ May we be happie in our weake devoyer, And all parte pleas'd in most wisht content ; But sweate of Hercules can nere beget So blest...
Page 79 - bout the couch of night; And now Auroras horse trots azure rings, Breathing faire light about the firmament. Stand, what's that ? Mat. And if a horned divell should burst forth, I would passe on him with a mortall stocke. Alb. Oh, a horned divell would proove ominous Unto a bridegroomes eyes. Mat. A horned divell ? Good : ha, ha, ha !—very good ! Alb. Good tand prince, laugh not. By the joyes of love, When thou dost girne, thy rusty face doth looke Like the head of a rosted rabbit: fie upont.
Page 251 - t had free will Or no, hot philosophers Stood banding factions, all so strongly propt, I stagger'd, knew not which was firmer part, But thought, quoted, read, observ'd and pryed, Stufft noting-books : and still my spaniel slept. At length he wak'd, and yawned ; and by yon sky, For aught I know he knew as much as I.