Thomas OtwayUnwin, 1888 - 392 Seiten |
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Acast Aquil arms art thou Beau Beaugard Belv Belvidera blessing blest Bloody-B brother Cast Castalio Cham Chamont Cour Courtine cuckold cursed dare dear devil Don Car Don CARLOS Don John Dryden e'er Eboli Enter Exeunt Exit eyes false fate father fear fellow fool fortune FOURBIN happy hear heart Heaven honour hope is't Jaff Jaffier King lady live look lord madam Master Constable Methinks Monimia murder Nacky ne'er never night on't Otway Otway's peace Pier Pierre pity play Polydore poor Posa pr'ythee Priu Queen Re-enter revenge rogue ruin Ruy-Gom RUY-GOMEZ Senate Sir Dav Sir DAVY DUNCE Sir Fol Sir Jolly soul speak sure swear Sylv tell thee there's thou art thou'rt thought twas Venice Venice Preserved villain virtue W. C. WARD what's Whilst whores wife wilt woman wouldst wretched wronged
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Seite iv - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Seite 360 - I'm the wretched'st creature E'er crawled on earth; now if thou hast virtue, help me, Take me into thy arms, and speak the words of peace To my divided soul, that wars within me, And raises every sense to my confusion; By Heaven, I'm tottering on the very brink Of peace; and thou art all the hold I've left.
Seite 296 - T is to me you owe her : Childless you had been else, and in the grave Your name extinct, — no more Priuli heard of. You may remember, scarce five years are past, Since, in your brigantine, you sailed to see The Adriatic wedded by our Duke ; And I was with you.
Seite 353 - Sir, if possible, Lead me where my own thoughts themselves may lose me, Where I may doze out what I've left of life, Forget myself and this day's guilt and falsehood. Cruel remembrance, how shall I appease thee ! [Exit guarded. Noise without : More traitors ; room, room, make room there. Duke. How's this ? guards ! Where are our guards ? shut up the gates, the treason's Already at our doors.
Seite 154 - Calm arbours, lusty health and innocence, Enjoy their portion ; if they see a man, How will they turn together all, and gaze Upon the monster Once in a season too they taste of love : Only the beast of reason is its slave : And in that folly drudges all the year, Enter ACASTO.
Seite 350 - Venice, honour, or its safety ? Priu. Could words express the story I have to tell you, Fathers, these tears were useless, these sad tears That fall from my old eyes ; but there is cause We all should weep ; tear off these purple robes, And wrap ourselves in sackcloth, sitting down On the sad earth, and cry aloud to Heaven.
Seite 375 - Then hear me, bounteous heaven ; Pour down your blessings on this beauteous head, Where everlasting sweets are always springing : . With a continual giving hand, let peace, Honour, and safety, always hover round her ; Feed her with plenty, let her eyes ne'er see A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning : Crown all her days with joy...
Seite 302 - I think no safety can be here for virtue, And grieve, my friend, as much as thou to live In such a wretched state as this of Venice; Where all agree to spoil the public good, And villains fatten with the brave man's labours.
Seite 319 - I'd forego the hopes of a world's empire, Rather than wound the bowels of my friend. Pierr. I must confess you there have touched my weakness, I have a friend; hear it, such a friend! My heart was ne'er shut to him: nay, I'll tell you, He knows the very business of this hour; But he rejoices in the cause, and loves it, We've changed a vow to live and die together, And he's at hand to ratify it here.
Seite 314 - Were there one wise or honest, 1 could kill him For herding with that nest of fools and knaves. By all my wrongs, thou talk'st as if revenge Were to be had, and the brave story warms me.