The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, Band 3William Miller, 1808 |
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... the same house with you . Sir Mart . Tis pretty well , I must confess . Warn . Had he plotted it himself , it had been ad- [ Aside . L. Dupe . For when her father Moody writ to mirable . 4 me to take him lodgings , I so ordered it.
... the same house with you . Sir Mart . Tis pretty well , I must confess . Warn . Had he plotted it himself , it had been ad- [ Aside . L. Dupe . For when her father Moody writ to mirable . 4 me to take him lodgings , I so ordered it.
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... ject of your own to set all right again : For my part , I confess all my designs for you are wholly ruined ; the very foundations of them are blown up . Sir Mart . Prythee insult not over the destiny of 16 ACT I. SIR MARTIN MAR - ALL .
... ject of your own to set all right again : For my part , I confess all my designs for you are wholly ruined ; the very foundations of them are blown up . Sir Mart . Prythee insult not over the destiny of 16 ACT I. SIR MARTIN MAR - ALL .
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... confess more generous than wise , knowing you had a passion for her , is resol- ved to quit : And , sir , that you may see how much he loves you , sent me in private to advise you still to have an eye upon her actions . Sir John . Take ...
... confess more generous than wise , knowing you had a passion for her , is resol- ved to quit : And , sir , that you may see how much he loves you , sent me in private to advise you still to have an eye upon her actions . Sir John . Take ...
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... confess the truth : Have you no tongue , you rascal ? Sir John . Sure ' tis some silenced minister : He grows so fat he cannot speak . Land . Why , sir , if you would know , ' twas for your sake I did it . Warn . For my master's sake ...
... confess the truth : Have you no tongue , you rascal ? Sir John . Sure ' tis some silenced minister : He grows so fat he cannot speak . Land . Why , sir , if you would know , ' twas for your sake I did it . Warn . For my master's sake ...
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... confess you are a fool , I war- rant . Sir Mart . Well , I am a fool , if that will satisfy you : But what am I the nearer , for being one ? Warn . O yes , much the nearer ; for now fortune's bound to provide for you ; as hospitals are ...
... confess you are a fool , I war- rant . Sir Mart . Well , I am a fool , if that will satisfy you : But what am I the nearer , for being one ? Warn . O yes , much the nearer ; for now fortune's bound to provide for you ; as hospitals are ...
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Seite 119 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Seite 119 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ; Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Seite 143 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change, Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them - Ding-dong, bell.
Seite 196 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Seite 164 - Perhaps, sweet youth, when you behold her, you Will find you do not love her. HIP. I find already I love, because she is another woman. FERD. You cannot love two women both at once.
Seite 355 - Poets, like lovers, should be bold, and dare — They spoil their business with an over-care; And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.
Seite 388 - I'le lead you thence to melancholy Groves. And there repeat the Scenes of our past Loves: At night, I will within your Curtains peep; With empty arms embrace you while you sleep ; In gentle dreams I often will be by; And sweep along, before your closing eye.
Seite 99 - Eloquence, which uses to make a business of a Letter of Gallantry, an examen of a Farce; and, in short, a great pomp and ostentation of words on every trifle. This is certainly the Talent of that Nation, and ought not to be invaded by any other.
Seite 103 - Shakspeare's magic could not copied be ; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
Seite 186 - Blood calls for blood ; your Ferdinand shall die, And I, in bitterness, have sent for you, To have the sudden joy of seeing him alive, And then the greater grief to see him die.