A Woman Killed with Kindness

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Francis Griffiths, 1907 - Всего страниц: 93
 

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Стр. 54 - Shuffle, I'll cut : would I had never dealt. Frank. I have lost my dealing. Wen. Sir, the fault's in me ; This queen I have more than mine own, you see. Give me the stock.
Стр. 57 - Fair mistress, as I understand your grief Doth grow from want, so I have here in store A means to furnish you, a bag of gold, Which to your hands I freely tender you. Susan. I thank you, Heavens! I thank you, gentle sir : God make me able to requite this favour. Mal. This gold Sir Francis Acton sends by me, And prays you Susan. Acton ? Oh God! That name I'm born to curse : Hence, bawd ! hence, broker!
Стр. 58 - Of her divine and chaste perfections. Woo her with gifts I cannot, for all gifts Sent in my name she spurns; with looks I cannot, For she abhors my sight; nor yet with letters, For none she will receive. How then? how then? Well, I will fasten such a kindness on her, As shall o'ercome her hate and conquer it. Sir Charles, her brother, lies in execution For a great sum of money ; and, besides, The appeal is sued still for my huntsmen's death, Which only I have power to reverse.
Стр. 50 - Shall I discourse the same by circumstance ? Frank. No more ! to supper, and command your fellows To attend us and the strangers. Not a word, I charge thee on thy life : be secret then, For I know nothing.
Стр. 14 - I see you are not, and I weep to see it. My wife, the mother to my pretty babes ! Both those lost names I do restore thee back, And with this kiss I wed thee once again.
Стр. 88 - Frankford show'd too mild a spirit In the revenge of such a loathed crime. Less than he did, no man of spirit could do. I am so far from blaming his revenge, That I commend it. Had it been my case, Their souls at once had from their breasts been freed; Death to such deeds of shame is the due meed.
Стр. 72 - tis I am tainted, For I am most asham'd; and 'tis more hard For me to look upon thy guilty face, Than on the sun's clear brow : what wouldst thou speak ? Mrs.
Стр. 56 - You say my nephew is in great distress : Who brought it to him, but his own lewd life? I cannot spare a cross." I must confess He was my brother's son : why, niece, what then ? This is no world in which to pity men. Susan. I was not born a beggar, though his extremes Enforce this language from me : I protest No fortune of mine own could lead my tongue To this base key. I do beseech you, uncle...
Стр. 68 - Why, God make my mistress an honest woman! Are not these good words? Pray God my new master play not the knave with my old master! Is there any hurt in this? God send no villainy intended; and if they do sup together, pray God they do not lie together! God make 1 Intimacy. ' Ever. •Pure. my mistress chaste, and make us all his
Стр. 41 - You move me, sir, to passion and to pity. The love I bear my husband is as precious As my soul's health. Wen. I love your husband too, And for his love I will engage my life; Mistake me not, the augmentation Of my sincere affection borne to you Doth no whit lessen my regard of him. I will be secret, lady, close as night; And not the light of one small glorious star Shall shine here in my forehead, to bewray That act of night.

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