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Seite 84 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.
Seite 24 - I'll tell you, now, what I do. If I am to write familiar things, as sonnets to Armida, and the like, I make use of stewed prunes only; but, when I have a grand design in hand, I ever take physic, and let blood, for, when you would have pure swiftness of thought and fiery flights of fancy, you must have a care of the pensive part. In fine, you must purge the belly.
Seite 36 - BAYES. Sir, all my fancies are so. I tread upon no man's heels, but make my flight upon my own wings, I assure you. Now, here comes in a scene of sheer wit, without any mixture in the whole world, I gad, between Prince Pretty-man and his tailor.
Seite 15 - I would fain ask your judgements, now, which of them would do best for the Prologue ? For, you must know there is, in nature, but two ways of making very good Prologues. The one is by civility, by...
Seite 109 - I'le lead you thence to melancholy Groves. And there repeat the Scenes of our past Loves: At night, I will within your Curtains peep; With empty arms embrace you while you sleep ; In gentle dreams I often will be by; And sweep along, before your closing eye.
Seite 50 - Shew to what sad distraction I am brought. Sometimes with stubborn Honour, like this Boot, My mind is guarded, and resolv'd : to do't: Sometimes, again, that very mind, by Love Disarmed, like this other Leg does prove. Shall I to Honour or to Love give way ? Go on...
Seite 45 - Although a fisherman, he is my father! Was ever son yet brought to this distress, To be, for being a son, made fatherless? Ah, you just gods, rob me not of a father: The being of a son take from me rather.
Seite 9 - SMITH. Well, but how is this done by rule, sir? BAYES. Why thus, sir; nothing so easy when understood. I take a book in my hand, either at home or elsewhere, for that's all one; if there be any wit in't, as there is no book but has some, I transverse it; that is, if it be prose, put it into verse (but that takes up some time), and 80 if it be verse, put it into prose.
Seite 48 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...