The Fatal Dowry: A Tragedy, in Five ActsE. M. Murden; J. Finch, printer, 1826 - Всего страниц: 66 |
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The Fatal Dowry: A Tragedy, in Five Acts (Classic Reprint) Philip Massinger Недоступно для просмотра - 2017 |
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adultress Beau Beaum BEAUMELLE Behold Bella Bellapert blood blood Rise brave Burgundy cathedral clock cause Chara Charmi Chaunt child church-yard cold court dare daughter dear death dishonour dost doth Ducroy E'en e'er END OF ACT Enter BEAUMONT Enter ROCHFORT Exeunt YOUNG NOVALL fame Farewell FATAL DOWRY father father's sword favour fear Florimel garden gate grave hath hear heard heart Heaven honest honour hope I'll stand infamy judge lady laugh liberty Lilad look Lord Novall lordships Luçon Madam married ne'er noble Old N OLD NOVALL pray prison Prithee ROBERT GOULD SHAW Roch SCENE I-A sepulchral servant shame sight sits soldier soul speak stand stay swear thank thee There's thou art thou hast Thou shalt thy hand thyself unto villain virtue wear wife witness woman worth Writing Table wrong young lord Young N
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Стр. 23 - While we can, the sports of love, Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever ; Spend not then his gifts in vain ; Suns that set may rise again ; But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.
Стр. 26 - Thy valour and thy honesty together, For so it did in him. Ensign, this cuirass, Your general's necklace once. You gentle bearers, Divide this purse of gold : this other strew Among the poor. 'Tis all I have. Romont, Wear thou this medal of himself, that like A hearty oak grew'st close to this tall pine...
Стр. 26 - ... and hack'd ye were, but never fell'd. For me, my portion provide in heaven: My root is earth'd, and I, a desolate branch, Left scatter'd in the highway of the world, Trod under foot, that might have been a column Mainly supporting our demolish'd house. This* would I wear as my inheritance,— And what hope can arise to me from it, When I and it are here both prisoners ? Only may this, if ever we be free, Keep or redeem me from all infamy.
Стр. 26 - Tis all I have. Romont, Wear thou this medal of himself, that like A hearty oak grewst close to this tall pine, E'en in the wildest wilderness of war, Whereon foes broke their swords, and tir'd themselves.
Стр. 14 - What though my father Writ man before he was so, and confirmed it By numbering that day no part of his life, In which he did not service to his country; Was he to be free therefore from the laws And ceremonious form in your decrees? Or else, because he did as much as man In those three memorable overthrows At Granson, Morat, Nancy, where his master The warlike Charalois...
Стр. 5 - Yes, to the shame of this ungrateful state; That such a master in the art of war, So noble and so highly meriting From this forgetful country, should, for want Of means to satisfy his creditors The sum he took up for the general good, Meet with an end so infamous.
Стр. 14 - And ceremonious form in your decrees? Or else because he did as much as man In those three memorable overthrows, At Granson, Morat, Nancy, where his master, The warlike Charalois, with whose misfortunes I bear his name, lost treasure, men, and life, To be excused from payment of those sums Which (his own patrimony spent) his zeal To serve his country forced him to take up?
Стр. 26 - And I have done. Captain, wear thou these spurs, That yet ne'er made his horse run from a foe. Lieutenant, thou this scarf ; and may it tie Thy valour and thy honesty together, For so it did in him. Ensign, this cuirass, Your general's necklace once. You gentle bearers, Divide this purse of gold : this other strew Among the poor. 'Tis all I have. Romont, Wear thou this medal of himself, that like A hearty oak grew'st close to this...