The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher, Том 3J. Stockdale, 1811 |
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... DUKE OF NORMANDY THE WILD - GOOSE CHASE A WIFE FOR A MONTH ; A Tragi - Comedy THE LOVERS ' PROGRESS ; A Tragedy · · 1 THE PILGRIM ; A Comedy · THE CAPTAIN ; A Comedy • THE PROPHETESS ; A Tragical History THE QUEEN OF CORINTH ; A Tragi ...
... DUKE OF NORMANDY THE WILD - GOOSE CHASE A WIFE FOR A MONTH ; A Tragi - Comedy THE LOVERS ' PROGRESS ; A Tragedy · · 1 THE PILGRIM ; A Comedy · THE CAPTAIN ; A Comedy • THE PROPHETESS ; A Tragical History THE QUEEN OF CORINTH ; A Tragi ...
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... duke of Burgundy met Lewis the Ele- Lam . Enough ; I will reward thee liberally . [ Exit Nurse . Go , bring him in . - Full dear I lov'd Dinant , While it was lawful ; but those fires are quench'd , I being now another's . Truth ...
... duke of Burgundy met Lewis the Ele- Lam . Enough ; I will reward thee liberally . [ Exit Nurse . Go , bring him in . - Full dear I lov'd Dinant , While it was lawful ; but those fires are quench'd , I being now another's . Truth ...
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... duke , I have atchiev'd - Go , follow thy business ! Din . But for this lady , sir- La - Writ . Why , hang this lady , sir ! And the lady - mother too , sir ! What have I to do with ladies ? Enter Cleremont . Cler . ' Tis the Little ...
... duke , I have atchiev'd - Go , follow thy business ! Din . But for this lady , sir- La - Writ . Why , hang this lady , sir ! And the lady - mother too , sir ! What have I to do with ladies ? Enter Cleremont . Cler . ' Tis the Little ...
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... duke of Norfolk ; or the merry ballad ' Of Diverus and Lazarus ; the Rose of En- gland ; In Crete when Dedimus first began ; ' Jonas his Crying - out against Coventry . Tho . Excellent ! Rare matters all . Fid . Mawdlin the Merchant's ...
... duke of Norfolk ; or the merry ballad ' Of Diverus and Lazarus ; the Rose of En- gland ; In Crete when Dedimus first began ; ' Jonas his Crying - out against Coventry . Tho . Excellent ! Rare matters all . Fid . Mawdlin the Merchant's ...
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... Duke of Northumberland ! Fid . And climbing to promotion , ' He fell down suddenly . ' [ Madge , with a devil's visard , roaring , offers to kiss him , and he falls down . Maid . Farewell , sir ! Mary . What hast thou done ? th ' hast ...
... Duke of Northumberland ! Fid . And climbing to promotion , ' He fell down suddenly . ' [ Madge , with a devil's visard , roaring , offers to kiss him , and he falls down . Maid . Farewell , sir ! Mary . What hast thou done ? th ' hast ...
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Стр. 476 - For now the fragrant flowers do spring And sprout in seemly sort, The little birds do sit and sing, The lambs do make fine sport; And now the birchen-tree doth bud, That makes the schoolboy cry; The morris rings...
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Стр. 463 - When it was grown to dark midnight, And all were fast asleep, In came Margaret's grimly ghost, And stood at William's feet.
Стр. 475 - These are but sparing rites ; but if thy soul Be yet about this place, and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with, It shall go up, borne on the wings of peace, And satisfied. First will I sing thy dirge, Then kiss thy pale lips, and then die myself, And fill one coffin and one grave together.
Стр. 455 - George. Right courteous and valiant Knight of the Burning Pestle, here is a distressed damsel to have a halfpennyworth of pepper. [Wife. That's a good boy! see, the little boy can hit it; by my troth, it's a fine child.] Ralph.
Стр. 348 - They break, and Love would Reason meet, But Hate was nimbler on her feet ; Fancy looks for Pride, and thither Hies, and they two hug together : Yet this new coupling still doth tell, That Love and Folly were in hell.
Стр. 469 - Till at the length at this unhappy town We did arrive, and coming to this cave, This beast us caught, and put us in a tub, Where we this two months sweat, and should have done Another month, if you had not relieved us.2 Woman.
Стр. 476 - May-day in the morning, and speak upon a conduit, with all his scarfs about him, and his feathers, and his rings, and his knacks. Boy. Why, sir, you do not think of our plot ; what will become of that, then?
Стр. 476 - London, to thee I do present the merry month of May; Let each true subject be content to hear me what I say: For from the top of conduit-head, as plainly may appear, I will both tell my name to you, and wherefore I came here. My name is Ralph, by due descent though not ignoble I, Yet far inferior to the flock of gracious grocery;" And by the common counsel of my fellows in the Strand, With gilded staff and crossed scarf, the Maylord here I stand.
Стр. 72 - God Lyaeus, ever young, Ever honoured, ever sung, Stained with blood of lusty grapes, In a thousand lusty shapes, Dance upon the mazer's ' brim, In the crimson liquor swim ; From thy plenteous hand divine, Let a river run with wine. God of youth, let this day here Enter neither care nor fear...