A Supplement to Dodsley's Old Plays: Chester plays

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Shakespeare society, 1853 - English drama
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Page xix - Abay gates, and when the first pagiante was played, it was wheeled to the highe crosse before the mayor, and so to every streete, and soe every streete had a pagiant playinge before them at one time, till all the pagiantes for the daye appoynted weare played...
Page xix - ... all the streetes have theire pagiantes afore them all at one time playeinge togeather; to se which playes was greate resorte, and also scafoldes and stages made in the streetes in those places where they determined to playe theire pagiantes.
Page 239 - Hast thou not herd (quod Nicholas) also The sorwe of Noe with his felawship, Or that he might get his wif to ship? Him had be lever, I dare wel undertake, At thilke time, than all his wethers blake, That she had had a ship hireself alone.
Page xviii - ... upon payne of enprisonment of their bodyes, and making fine to the king at Mr maiors pleasure. In a note at the end of this proclamation, written in a later hand than the proclamation, which itself appears to be of the end of the sixteenth century, we find a statement to the following effect : — Sr J Arnway, maior 1327 and 1328, at which tyme these playes were written by Randall Higgenett, a monk of Chester abby, and played openly in the Whitson weeke.
Page 71 - I praye ryde me of my woe, For nowe I take my leve. ABRAHAM. Ah, sonne ! my harte will breake in three, To heare thee speake such wordes to me. Jesu on me ! thou have pittye That I have moste in mynde. ISAAKE. Nowe, father, I see that I shall dye : Almightie god in magistie ! My soule I offer unto thee ; Lorde, to yt be kinde.
Page 71 - ISAAKE. My deare father, I thee praye, Let me take my clothes awaie, For sheedinge blude on them to daye At my laste endinge. ABRAHAM. Harte, yf thou wouldeste borste in three, Thou shalte never master me ; I will no longer let for thee, My God, I maye not greeve.
Page 50 - I have my gossippes everyechone, One foote further I will not gone : The shall not drowne, by Sante John ! And I may save ther life. The loven me full well, by Christe...
Page iv - The COUNCIL of the NAVY RECORDS SOCIETY wish it to be distinctly understood that they are not answerable for any opinions or observations that may appear in the Society's publications. For these the responsibility rests entirely with the Editors of the several works.
Page 181 - I shall crake thy crowne. [Tune miles transfodiet primum puerum, et super lancea accipiet.} Out, out ! and woes me ! Theffe, thou shalbe hanged hie ! My childe is dead nowe I se, My sorowe maie not cease. Thou shalt be hanged on a tree, And all thy fellowes with thee, All the men in this cuntreye Shall not make thee peace. Have thou this, thou fowle harlote ! And thou knight to make a knotte, And on buffitte with this bote Thou shall have to bowte ; And thou this, and thou this ! Though you bouth...
Page 76 - That moste effecte is in ; But all that storye for to fonge, To plaie this month it were to longe, Therfore, moste frutfull ever amonge, Shortlye we shall menne. After we reden on this storye, That in this mounte of Synaye, God gave the lawe witterlye, Wrytten with his hande. In stonnye tables, as red we, Moyses brake them hastelye, For that he woulde not wonne ; But after, played as you shall see...