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Famous Elizabethan Plays: Expurgated and Adapted for Modern Readers
Henry Macaulay Fitzgibbon
No preview available - 2015
Famous Elizabethan Plays: Expurgated and Adapted for Modern Readers (Classic ...
Henry Macaulay Fitzgibbon
No preview available - 2016
Allworth Arcite brave Cler cousin Cutbeard dare Daugh daughter Daup Dodger Enter Exeunt Exit Eyre fair fair lady faith farewell father Firk Furn Gaoler gentle gentlemen George give Greedy hand hast hath hear heart Heaven Hippolyta Hodge honour hope husband i'faith Jane Jasp Jasper John Daw Kath king knight La-F La-Foole Lacy lady Lincoln live Lord Lovell lord mayor Luce madam Marg Marrall married Master master doctor Master Humphrey merry Merrythought mistress ne'er never noble Palamon peace Pirithous play pray prince Ralph Rose SCENE servant shoemaker sing Sir Amorous Sir Dauphine Sir Giles soul speak sweet sword Sybil tell thank thee there's Theseus thou art Tom Otter troth True Truewit twill Urswick Vent warrant WATCHAll Wellborn wench Wife woman Wooer
Page 182 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace : Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Page 334 - To my wish ; we are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, that were poor and trivial : In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you ; nor shall you have One motive, to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be your's too. Lov. You are a right kind father.
Page 293 - Amb. Or shall we teach it you, By the head and shoulders? Well. No ; I will not stir ; Do you mark, I will not : let me see the wretch That dares attempt to force me. Why, you slaves, Created only to make legs...
Page 462 - And pecks of crows, in the foul fields of Thebes. He will not suffer us to burn their bones, To urn their ashes, nor to take th' offence Of mortal loathsomeness from the blest eye Of holy Phoebus, but infects the winds With stench of our slain lords.
Page 311 - To whom great countesses' doors have oft flew open, Ten times attempted, since her husband's death, In vain to see her, though I came, a suitor? And yet your good solicitorship, and rogue Wellborn, Were brought into her presence, feasted with her! But that I know thee a dog that cannot blush, This most incredible lie would call up one On thy buttermilk cheeks.
Page 447 - Every man knows what is best, as it happens; for my own part, I believe it is true, if I be not deceived, that kings must be kings, and subjects subjects: but which is which, you shall pardon me for that;— whether we speak or hold our peace, all are mortal, no man knows his end.
Page 322 - You see, fair lady, your father is solicitous To have you change the barren name of virgin Into a hopeful wife. Marg. His haste, my lord, Holds no power o'er my will.
Page 390 - He must be more than subject who can utter The language of a king, and such is thine. Take this for answer ; be whate'er thou art, Thou never shalt repent that thou hast put Thy cause and person into my protection.
Page 299 - And therefore, I'll not have a chambermaid That ties her shoes, or any meaner office, But such whose fathers were right worshipful. 'Tis a rich man's pride ! there having ever been More than a feud, a strange antipathy, Between us and true gentry.