The Dramatic Works, Volume 4

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W. Paterson, 1873

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Page 31 - I'ma stranger here; I was ne'er at one of these plays, as they say, before; but I should have seen " Jane Shore " once; and my husband hath promised me, any time this twelvemonth, to carry me to " The Bold Beauchamps,
Page 4 - The Cruelty of the Spaniards in Peru ; exprest by Instrumental! and Vocall Musick, and by Art of Perspective in Scenes, etc.
Page 20 - em the Red Bull stands empty for Fencers ; There are no Tenents in it but old Spiders : Go bid the men of wrath allay their heat With Prizes there.
Page 12 - The streights of Time too narrow are for thee ; Launch forth into an undiscover'd sea, And steer the endless course of vast Eternity ! Take for thy sail this verse, and for thy pilot me ! UPON THE DEATH OF THE EARL OF BARCARRES.
Page 103 - Faith, I do grant This is the strangest fish. Yon I have hung His other picture in the fields, where some Say 'tis an o'ergrown porpoise ; others say, 'Tis the fish caught in Cheshire ; one to whom The rest agree, said
Page 296 - From yond' casement, will dash us else. She was Ever very free of her urine. LEO. Sure, Don Dorando sprung this tame covy ! Friend ! who employ'd you here ? 1. Mu. A gentleman lover, sir. LEO. I guess it is no city lover ; For he'd have eas'd his mind with the town waits. Know you his name ? 1. Mu. Good sir, forbear ! You hinder our tuning. LEO. Prithee, his name 1 1. Mu. It is a stranger, sir ! He will lw- here After the first madrigal.
Page 4 - The History of Sir Francis Drake : exprest by Instrumentall and Vocall Musick, and by the Art of Perspective in Scenes, etc.
Page 13 - ... in the fleet were discharged, according to the custom of all sea funeral obsequies...
Page 10 - TO this great ship, which round the globe has run, And match'd in race the chariot of the sun, This Pythagorean ship (for it may claim Without presumption so deserv'da name, By knowledge once, and transformation now) In her new shape, this sacred port allow. Drake and his ship could not have wish'd from Fate A more blest station, or more blest estate ; For, lo ! a seat of endless rest is given To her in Oxford, and to him in heaven.
Page 11 - Farewell all lands, for now we are In the wide sea of drink, and merrily we go. Bless me ! 'tis hot ! Another bowl of wine And we shall cut the burning line. Hey, boys ! She scuds away ! And by my head I know We round the world are sailing now.

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