Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volume 1G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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... most impertinent . MIRA . Wherefore did they not That hour destroy us ? PRO . Well demanded , wench ; My tale provokes that question . Dear , they durft not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor fet A mark fo bloody on the ...
... most impertinent . MIRA . Wherefore did they not That hour destroy us ? PRO . Well demanded , wench ; My tale provokes that question . Dear , they durft not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ) nor fet A mark fo bloody on the ...
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... most mighty Neptune Seem'd to befiege , and make his bold waves tremble , Yea , his dread trident shake . PRO . My brave spirit ! Who was fo firm , fo conftant , that this coil Would not infect his reafon ? ARI . Not a foul But felt a ...
... most mighty Neptune Seem'd to befiege , and make his bold waves tremble , Yea , his dread trident shake . PRO . My brave spirit ! Who was fo firm , fo conftant , that this coil Would not infect his reafon ? ARI . Not a foul But felt a ...
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... most preciously . ARI . Is there more toil ? Since thou doft give me pains , Let me remember thee what thou haft promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . PRO . How now ? moody ? What is't thou can'st demand ? ARI . My liberty . PRO ...
... most preciously . ARI . Is there more toil ? Since thou doft give me pains , Let me remember thee what thou haft promis'd , Which is not yet perform'd me . PRO . How now ? moody ? What is't thou can'st demand ? ARI . My liberty . PRO ...
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... most unmitigable rage , Into a cloven pine ; within which rift Imprison'd , thou didst painfully remain A dozen years ; within which space fhe died , And left thee there ; where thou didst vent thy groans , As faft as mill - wheels ...
... most unmitigable rage , Into a cloven pine ; within which rift Imprison'd , thou didst painfully remain A dozen years ; within which space fhe died , And left thee there ; where thou didst vent thy groans , As faft as mill - wheels ...
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... most lying flave , Whom ftripes may move , not kindness : I have us'd thee , Filth as thou art , with human care ; and lodg'd thee In mine own cell , till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child . CAL . O ho , O ho ! — ' wou'd ...
... most lying flave , Whom ftripes may move , not kindness : I have us'd thee , Filth as thou art , with human care ; and lodg'd thee In mine own cell , till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child . CAL . O ho , O ho ! — ' wou'd ...
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Page 70 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Page 130 - ... swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Page 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Page 29 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Page 64 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Page 29 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
Page 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 65 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art.
Page 479 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Page 528 - I pray thee, give it me. I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...