John Webster and the Elizabethan Drama

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Sidgwick & Jackson, Limited, 1916 - 276 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 194 - Bastard without a father to acknowledge it ; true it is that my plays are not exposed to the world in volumes, to bear the title of works (as others *) : one reason is, that many of them by shifting and change of companies, have been negligently lost. Others of them are still retained in the hands of some actors, who think it against their peculiar profit to have them come in print, and a third that it never was any great ambition in me to be in this kind voluminously read.
الصفحة 147 - Some would think the souls of princes were brought forth by some more weighty cause than those of meaner persons : they are deceived, there's the same hand to them ; the like passions sway them ; the same reason that makes a vicar to go to law for a tithe-pig, and undo his neighbours, makes them spoil a whole province, and batter down goodly cities with the cannon.
الصفحة 209 - The White Devil, or, the Tragedy of Paulo Giordano Ursini, Duke of Brachiano, with the Life and Death of Vittoria Corombona, the famous Venetian Curtizan.
الصفحة 143 - I'll join with thee in a most just revenge: The weakest arm is strong enough that strikes With the sword of justice.
الصفحة 93 - Shall prove but glassen hammers, they shall break. These are but feigned shadows of my evils. Terrify babes, my Lord, with painted devils; I am past such needless palsy. For your names Of whore and murdress, they proceed from you, As if a man should spit against the wind The filth returns in's face.
الصفحة 130 - I am puzzl'd in a question about hell; He says, in hell there's one material fire, And yet it shall not burn all men alike. Lay him by. How tedious is a guilty conscience! When I look into the fish-ponds in my garden, Methinks I see a thing arm'd with a rake, That seems to strike at me.
الصفحة 100 - What dost think on ? Flam. Nothing ; of nothing : leave thy idle questions. I am i' the way to study a long silence : To prate were idle. I remember nothing. There's nothing of so infinite vexation As man's own thoughts.
الصفحة 94 - Come, come, you have wronged her : What a strange credulous man were you, my lord, To think the Duke of Florence would love her ! 'Will any mercer take another's ware When once 'tis...
الصفحة 103 - With what a compell'd face a woman sits While she is drawing ! I have noted divers Either to feign smiles, or suck in the lips, To have a little mouth ; ruffle the cheeks, To have the dimple seen ; and so disorder The face with affectation, at next sitting It has not been the same : I have known others Have lost the entire fashion of their face In half an hour's sitting...
الصفحة 101 - Ferd. Give me some wet hay, I am broken-winded. I do account this world but a dog-kennel: I will vault credit and affect high pleasures, Beyond death.

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