The Complete Works of John Lyly, Volume 2 (Google eBook)

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Clarendon Press, 1902
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Page 542 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page 569 - We men may say more, swear more : but, indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too ; and yet I know not : Sir, shall I to this lady ? Duke.
Page 422 - With that he cried and beat his breast; For, lo! along the river's bed A mighty eygre reared his crest, And uppe the Lindis raging sped. It swept with thunderous noises loud; Shaped like a curling snow-white cloud, Or like a demon in a shroud. And rearing Lindis backward pressed Shook all her trembling bankes amaine; Then madly at the eygre's breast Flung uppe her weltering walls again.
Page 553 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Page 531 - Roges me quid aut quale sit deus, auctore utar Simonide, de quo cum quaesivisset hoc idem tyrannus Hiero, deliberandi sibi unum diem postulavit ; cum idem ex eo postridie quaereret, biduum petivit ; cum saepius duplicaret numerum dierum admiransque Hiero requireret cur ita faceret, ' Quia quanto diutius considero,' inquit, ' tanto mihi res videtur obscurior.
Page 257 - Would those Comedies might be allowed to be plaid that are pend, and then I am sure he would be decyphered, and so perhaps discouraged.
Page 248 - Time hath confounded our minds, our minds the matter; but all cometh to this pass, that what heretofore hath been served in several dishes for a feast, is now minced in a charger for a Gallimaufry. If we present a mingle-mangle, our fault is to be excused, because the whole world is become an Hodge-podge.
Page 239 - In comedies the greatest skill is this : rightly to touch All things to the quick, and eke to frame each person so That by his common talk you may his nature rightly know.
Page 343 - Looses them too ; then, downe he throwes The corrall of his lippe, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how), With these, the cristall of his brow, And then the dimple of his chinne : All these did my Campaspe winne. At last hee set her both his eyes ; Shee won, and Cupid blind did rise. O love I has shee done this to thee ? What shall (alas !) become of mee ? See also Lang's translation of Moschus, Idyl I, and O.
Page 330 - It is thought wonderful among the seamen that mugil, of all fishes the swiftest, is found in the belly of the bret, of all the slowest, and shall it not seem monstrous...