The Works of John Marston, Volume 1

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J.C. Nimmo, 1887
 

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Page xxx - Or itch t have me their adversary, I know not, Or all these mixt; but sure I am, three years They did provoke me with their petulant styles On every stage: and I at last unwilling, But weary, I confess, of so much trouble, Thought I would try if shame could win upon 'em...
Page 103 - Tis yet dead night, yet all the earth is clutch'd * In the dull leaden hand of snoring sleep ; No breath disturbs the quiet of the air, No spirit moves upon the breast of earth, Save howling dogs, night-crows, and screeching owls, Save meagre ghosts, Piero, and black thoughts. One, two ! [Clock strikes. 1 Old eds. "cloucht," which we might regard as a misprint for "coucht" if Marston had not shown an excessive fondness (ridiculed in The Pottastcr) for the word "clutch.
Page 200 - But on the very rushes where the comedy is to dance, yea, and under the state of Cambyses himself, must our feathered estridge, like a piece of ordnance, be planted valiantly (because impudently) beating down the mews and hisses of the opposed rascality.
Page xxxiv - You must not hunt for wild outlandish terms, To stuff out a peculiar dialect; But let your matter run before your words. And if at any time you chance to meet Some Gallo-Belgic phrase...
Page xxx - He had many quarrells with Marston, beat him, and took his pistol from him, wrote his Poetaster on him; the beginning of them were, that Marston represented him in the stage, in his youth given to venerie.
Page lx - Lord of light is light itself, and never spark of that light reach to my soul ; what Tophet is not paradise, what brimstone is not amber, what gnashing is not a comfort, what gnawing of the worm is not a tickling, what torment is not a marriage-bed to this damnation, to be secluded eternally, eternally, eternally from the sight of God...
Page xxxviii - ... only a few industrious Scots, perhaps, who, indeed, are dispersed over the face of the whole earth. But as for them, there are no greater friends to Englishmen and England, when they are out on't, in the world, than they are. And for my...
Page 203 - Why not Malevole in folio with us, as Jeronimo in decimo-sexto with them ? They taught us a name for our play; we call it One for another.
Page xxxviii - I am here, my most honoured lord, unexamined and unheard, committed to a vile prison, and with me a gentleman, (whose name may, perhaps, have come to your lordship) one Mr. George Chapman, a learned and honest man.
Page 301 - Now, o' my conscience, now I think in my discretion, we did not take her in the right sign ; the blood was not in the true vein, sure.

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