Representative English Comedies: With Introductory Essays and Notes, an Historical View of Our Earlier Comedy and Other Monographs by Various Writers, Volume 3
Macmillan, 1914 - English drama (Comedy)
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Page 82 - By mine honour, Rowland Lacy, none but the king shall wrong thee. Come, fear nothing, am not I Sim Eyre? Is not Sim Eyre lord mayor of London? Fear nothing, Rose: let them all say what they can; dainty, come thou to me — laughest thou?
Page 397 - To accept this monkey, dog, or paroquito, (This is state in ladies), or my eldest son To be her page, and wait upon her trencher...
Page 95 - I danced the shaking of the sheets with her six and thirty years ago, and yet I hope to get two or three young lord mayors, ere I die. I am lusty still, Sim Eyre still. Care...
Page 369 - If thou art my true daughter, not a bastard, Thou wilt venture alone with one man, though he came Like Jupiter to Semele, and come off, too; And therefore, when he kisses you, kiss close.
Page xlii - Men pray against; and when they die, like tales 111 told and unbelieved, they pass away And go to dust forgotten! But, my lord, Those short days I shall number to my rest (As many must not see me) shall, though too late, Though in my evening, yet perceive a will; Since I can do no good, because a woman, Reach constantly at something that is near it: I will redeem one minute of my age, Or, like another Niobe, I'll weep Till I am water.
Page 244 - I'm born to love her. I must be gentle to these tender natures: A soldier's rude harsh words befit not ladies; Nor must we talk to them, as we talk to Our officers. I'll give her way, for 'tis for me she Works now; I am husband, heir, and all she has. Enter MARGAMTTA, LEON, ALTEA, and Ladies.
Page 220 - We pick up still, And as our monies hold out, we have men come. About that time, I think, we shall be full too: Many young gallants go. Juan. And unexperienced. " The wars are dainty dreams to young hot spirits ; " Time and experience will allay those visions. " We have strange things to fill our numbers:" There's one don Leon, a strange goodly fellow, Commended to me from some noble friends, For my Alferes.
Page 28 - Of such descent! Now judge the rest by this: Suppose your daughter have a thousand pound, He did consume me more in one half year; And make him heir to all the wealth you have, One twelvemonth's rioting will waste it all.
Page 565 - Tis new, and never yet personated; but expected with the first, when the English stage shall be recovered from her long silence, and her now languishing scene changed into a welcome return of wits and men. And when, by the favour of the winds and sea, I salute my country again, I shall report a story of the Irish honour, and hold myself not meanly fortunate to have been written and received...