Pericles, Issue 22

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C. Praetorius, 1886 - 70 pages
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Page iii - The Painfull Adventures of Pericles Prince of Tyre. Being the true History of the Play of Pericles, as it was lately presented by the worthy and ancient Poet lohn Gower.
Page v - Poetry was then, if not in its infancy among us, at least not arrived to its vigour and maturity: witness the lameness of their plots; many of which, especially those which they writ first (for even that age refined itself in some measure), were made up of some ridiculous incoherent story, which in one play many times took up the business of an age. I suppose I need not name Pericles, Prince of Tyre, nor the historical plays of Shakespeare: besides many of the rest, as the Winter's Tale, Love's Labour...
Page iii - Registers (see Arber's Transcript, iii. 167 b) under date 2Oth May, 1608: Edward Blount. Entred for his copie vnder thandes of Sir George Buck knight and Master Warden Seton A booke called. The booke of PERICLES prynce of Tyre . . . vjd.
Page v - F/etcher (they say) perhaps, might Passe (well) for currant Coin, in a dark night : But Shakespeare the Plebean Driller, was Founder'd in 's Pericles, and must not pass.
Page iv - Throats stretchd out so lowdj (As at a New-play] all the Roomes Did swarme with Gentiles mix'd with Groomes^ So that I truly thought all These Came to see Shore1 or Pericles.
Page v - Aristophanes Never like him his fancy could display, Witness the Prince of Tyre, HIS Pericles.
Page iii - With the vnfortunate life of Edgar, sonne and heire to the Earle of Gloster, and his sullen, and assumed humor of Tom of Bedlam : As it was played before the Kings Maiestie at Whitehall vpon S.
Page xi - Avoy my lorde, I am a maide. And if ye wiste what I am, And out of what lign^ge I cam, Ye wolde nought be so salvage.
Page xi - ... spirits eftsoones recovered their wonted course, the veines waxed warme, the arteries beganne to beate, and the lungs drew in the fresh ayre againe, and she opened her eies and looked about, and being perfectly come to herselfe, What art thou? said shee unto Machaon : see thou touch me not otherwise than thou oughtest to do, for I am a kings daughter, and the wife of a king.

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