The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb: Dramatic specimens and the Garrick playsMethuen & Company, 1904 |
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... doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , Than as the naked hand whose stroke assays The armed breast where force doth light in vain . Gorb . Many can yield right grave and ...
... doth owe Their end at last ; neither should nature's power In other sort against your heart prevail , Than as the naked hand whose stroke assays The armed breast where force doth light in vain . Gorb . Many can yield right grave and ...
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... doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ? MARCELLA enters . Marc . Oh where is ruth ? or where is pity now ? Whither is gentle heart and mercy fled ? Are they exiled out of our stony breasts , Never to make return ? is all ...
... doth mean The sorry cheer of her that here doth come ? MARCELLA enters . Marc . Oh where is ruth ? or where is pity now ? Whither is gentle heart and mercy fled ? Are they exiled out of our stony breasts , Never to make return ? is all ...
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... Doth cause the mother kill her only son . Blood asketh blood , and death must death requit ; Jove by his just and everlasting doom Justly hath ever so requited it . This times before record and times to come Shall find it true , and so doth ...
... Doth cause the mother kill her only son . Blood asketh blood , and death must death requit ; Jove by his just and everlasting doom Justly hath ever so requited it . This times before record and times to come Shall find it true , and so doth ...
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... Doth serve his lust , and will not see the end . [ Act iv . , Sc . 2.1 ] The style of this old play is stiff and cumbersome , like the dresses of its times . There may be flesh and blood underneath , but we cannot get at it . Sir Philip ...
... Doth serve his lust , and will not see the end . [ Act iv . , Sc . 2.1 ] The style of this old play is stiff and cumbersome , like the dresses of its times . There may be flesh and blood underneath , but we cannot get at it . Sir Philip ...
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... doth a son ; For one of these , in very little time , Will grow to some good use ; whereas a son The more he grows in stature and in years , The more unsquar'd , unlevell'd he appears ; Reckons his parents among the rank of fools ...
... doth a son ; For one of these , in very little time , Will grow to some good use ; whereas a son The more he grows in stature and in years , The more unsquar'd , unlevell'd he appears ; Reckons his parents among the rank of fools ...
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Alaham beauty BEN JONSON blessing blood Bonduca breath brother Cæsar Calica call'd Charles Lamb Clor COMEDY PUBLISHED Corb curse dare dead dear death dost doth Duch earth extracts eyes fair father fear fire Fletcher GEORGE CHAPMAN give gods grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven Heywood holy honour hope Jacin JOHN FLETCHER King Lady Lamb Lamb's lines omitted live look Lord Madam maid Mermaid Series mistress ne'er Nennius never night noble Ordel Ovid passion Peneus PHILIP MASSINGER pity play pleasure poor pray Prince Queen RICHARD BROME scene Shakspeare shew sleep sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sword tears tell thee Thier thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS NABBS thou art thou hast thoughts Thyestes thyself tongue true Twas unto Violanta virtue weep whilst wife woman words worth
Popular passages
Page 601 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
Page 293 - 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 267 - Why? Do you think I fable with you? I assure you. He that has once the flower of the sun, The perfect ruby which we call elixir, Not only can do that, but by its virtue, Can confer honour, love, respect, long life, Give safety, valour: yea, and victory, To whom he will. In eight and twenty days, I'll make an old man of fourscore, a child.
Page 21 - Two kings in England cannot reign at once. But stay awhile, let me be king till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering crown; So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head, the latest honour due to it, And jointly both yield up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestial sun; Let never silent night possess this clime : Stand still you watches...
Page 182 - Detraction is the sworn friend to ignorance : for mine own part, I have ever truly cherished my good opinion of other men's worthy labours ; especially of that full and heightened...
Page 179 - Come, violent death, Serve for mandragora, to make me sleep: Go, tell my brothers, when I am laid out, They then may feed in quiet.
Page 54 - tis the soul of peace ; Of all the virtues 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer, A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit, The first true gentleman that ever breath'd.
Page 582 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 341 - To my wish : we are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, — that were poor and trivial : In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you; nor shall you have One motive to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be yours too. Lav . You are a right kind father.
Page 179 - Constantly. Bos. Do you not weep ? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out: The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens. Ferd. Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle: she died young.