Old English Drama: The second maiden's tragedyHurst, Robinson, and Company, 1825 |
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1st Sol Amin Aminadab Anselm art thou Aruns begar blood Bostock Brabo Brutus chaste Clown Collatine Colonel dead death doth e'en Enter exeunt exit eyes fair farewell father fear Fres Fris gentleman give Govi Govianus hand hath hear heart Helv Helvetius honest honour Horatius Horatius Cocles husband is't Justice king kiss lady Le Fris live lord Lucrece Lucretius madam Maid marry MASTER LUSAM merry Mistress Arthur monsieur ne'er never noble on't pardon Pipkin poison'd Porsenna pr'ythee pray prince RAPE OF LUCRECE Rome Scævola SCENE Scutilla SECOND MAIDEN'S TRAGEDY servant Sextus Sir Ambrose Sir Marmaduke Skerry soul speak Splay sweet Tarquin tell thee there's thou art thoughts Tullia twas unto Valerius Votarius weep wench what's wife woman
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 73 - Pack, clouds, away! and welcome, day! With night we banish sorrow. Sweet air, blow soft; mount, lark, aloft To give my love good-morrow. Wings from the wind, to please her mind, Notes from the lark, I'll borrow; Bird, prune thy wing; nightingale, sing, To give my love good-morrow.
Seite 17 - A thing that creeps ; it cannot go ; A prize that passeth to and fro ; A thing for one, a thing for moe ; And he that proves shall find it so ; And, shepherd, this is love, I trow.
Seite 59 - THE Spaniard loves his ancient slop, The Lombard his Venetian, And some like breechless women go, The Russ, Turk, Jew, and Grecian : The thrifty Frenchman wears small waist, The Dutch his belly boasteth, The Englishman is for them all, And for each fashion coasteth.
Seite 17 - Now what is love I will thee tell : It is the fountain and the well, Where pleasure and repentance dwell ; It is perhaps the sansing ' bell, That rings all in to heaven or hell ; And this is love,' and this is love, as I hear tell.
Seite 17 - That rings all into heaven or hell, And this is love, and this is love, as I hear tell. Now what is love I will you show : A thing that creeps and cannot go, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for me, a thing for mo...
Seite 60 - Russ with sables furs his cap, And change will not be drawn to : The Spaniard's constant to his block, The French inconstant ever, But of all felts that can be felt, Give me your English beaver.
Seite 64 - Tis poor, and not becoming perfect gentry To build their glories at their fathers' cost, But at their own expense of blood or virtue, To raise them living monuments ; our birth Is not our own act ; honour upon trust Our ill deeds forfeit ; and the wealthy sums Purchas'd by others' fame or sweat, will be Our stain, for we inherit nothing truly But what our actions make us worthy of...
Seite 28 - Favours have glean'd too much :* pray pardon me, If it were mine, they should go look their bracelets, Or stay till the next crop...