The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, Volume 2

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University Press, 1906 - 10 pages

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Page 387 - Shepherds all, and maidens fair, Fold your flocks up, for the air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. See the dew-drops how they kiss Every little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of crystal beads.
Page 522 - A tragicomedy 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 9 - That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers ; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels ; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account ; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.
Page 374 - Hath deck'd their rising cheeks in red, Such as on your lips is spread. Here be berries for a queen, Some be red — some be green ? These are of that luscious meat The great god Pan himself doth eat ; All these, and what the woods can yield, The hanging mountain or the field, I freely offer...
Page 404 - Gives a pale shadow to the night, Are up, great Pan commanded me To walk this grove about, whilst he, In a corner of the wood, Where never mortal foot hath stood, Keeps dancing, music, and a feast, To entertain a lovely guest; Where he gives her many a rose, Sweeter than the breath that blows The leaves, grapes, berries of the best; I never saw so great a feast. But, to my charge. Here must I stay, To see what mortals lose their way...
Page 518 - Written by William Shakespeare. London Imprinted by G. Eld for R Bonian and H. Walley, and are to be sold at the spred Eagle in Paules Church-yeard, ouer against the great North doore. 1609.
Page 31 - ... in blush disclose, And come to honour nothing else ; Where to live near, And planted there, Is to live, and still live new ; Where to gain a favour is More than light, perpetual bliss, — Make me live by serving you. Dear, again back recall, To this light, A stranger to himself and all ; Both the wonder and the story Shall be yours, and eke the glory : I am your servant, and your thrall.
Page 378 - For to that holy wood is consecrate A Virtuous Well, about whose flowery banks The nimble-footed fairies dance their rounds By the pale moon-shine, dipping oftentimes Their stolen children, so to make them free From dying flesh, and dull mortality. By this fair fount hath many a shepherd sworn And given away his freedom, many a troth Been plight, which neither envy nor old time Could ever break, with many a chaste kiss given In hope of coming happiness...
Page 388 - And let your dogs lie loose without, Lest the wolf come as a scout From the mountain, and, ere day, Bear a lamb or kid away; Or the crafty thievish fox Break upon your simple flocks. To secure yourselves from these, Be not too secure in ease; Let one eye his watches keep...
Page 224 - ... as do we ? Be it peace, or be it war, Here at liberty we are, And enjoy our ease and rest : To the field we are not pressed ; Nor are called into the town, To be troubled with the gown.

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